GRAMMY: What the hell are they doing out there?
ME: I don’t know. Alfie said it was something Japanese.
GRAMMY: Lord, I thought the boy would toughen up with Typhus around. Instead, he’s making Typhus as weird as he is. And why the hell is Alfie out there with them?
ME: They’re creative types, Grammy. You have to figure things like this will happen when they get together.
GRAMMY: I don’t have to figure anything but who I’m leaving my money to. And, let me tell you, none of you are too high on my list right now.
ME: What?
GRAMMY: You heard me. I spent sixty-five years busting my butt, and if I live to be 120, I’ll still never spend everything I have. You think I want to leave all that to Moe, Larry and Curly out there, so they can spend their lives playing dress-up?
ME: Well, actually, I’d think you’d want to leave it to me.
GRAMMY: Oh right. So you can give it to that lazy ex of yours? Think again. (sigh) Now I know why people leave their fortunes to their pets.
Photo: Kozaburo Tamamura
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Well, I thought Grammy was like 80 years old. Turns out, she and I are nearly the same age...
Mur
Grammy celebrated her 100th birthday last August 3rd. She was blessed with good genes.
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