true story about my grandmother
May. 18th, 2007 11:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kellinatorWhen they took my grandmother into the hospital for the last time, they gave her the usual battery of questions to see if she was in her right mind.
Hospital: Who's the president?
Granny: George Bush, and he's a shitass.
Granny later told my aunt "I shouldn't ought to have said that," but I'm so glad she did.
Hospital: Who's the president?
Granny: George Bush, and he's a shitass.
Granny later told my aunt "I shouldn't ought to have said that," but I'm so glad she did.
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Date: 2007-05-18 06:02 pm (UTC)before my great-aunt Betty Lou died, I was talking to her at a famiy reunion thingie - she had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer already
I said something about Uncle Dickie
"oh him," she said, nose curling, "he's an asshole"
"wow," I said, "I'm not allowed to say such a thing... he's still my elder"
"well he's not MY elder and I can say it all I want: He's an asshole"
Damn I miss Aunt Betty Lou. Bet she and your grandma are rocking the afterlife.