I went home today to visit my family and, more importantly, to see my little brother open his mission call. (He will be spending the next 2 years in Tampa, Florida. Congrats Joshy-pants! Have fun teaching the Tampahns.)
As we I was waiting for everyone to arrive, I sat down in the kitchen and took advantage of the free food… what poor, starving college student wouldn’t?
As I sat at the kitchen counter eating my dinner, my 80-year-old grandma (the same one that got the phone number for me last week) sneaked up behind me and stuck her finger down the rear of my pants.
Naturally, I flipped out. I was most definitely not expecting a finger in my butt crack. As I flailed my arms in surprise, my elbow clipped Grandma in the shoulder nearly knocking her over.
“Wow. A little jumpy, are we?”
“Well, to be honest grandma, I really wasn’t expecting your finger to get shoved into my butt crack any time today.”
She just laughed and said, “You’re such a funny boy.”
Gee, I wonder where I get it from.
*Eye Roll*
