I watch gran do granny things, she nudges the doilies, she cleans a lot, she feeds me, and she randomly jars things. My gran is extra special though,...she nudges leopard-print doilies, she cleans her bong, she feeds me good-old fashioned chocolate chip cookies (slightly normal, and takes pride in her baking), and instead of jarring pickles and yams, my gran jars sidecars as that is her all time favorite drink.
"There's never a good time to run out of your favorite lazy vice my dear. You take a lesson now: primp your curls every morning, and make sure you got a good supply. Don't be jonsin' on a nice sunny side car day when you could've been sippin' like a champ."
She's my favorite. I sit on her gold and green couches.
"Pick good colors for your furniture, don't go gettin' out of style now,...it's very important."
her cigarettes burn my lungs, but she makes them look beautiful with this long-stick thing, that she says is 'classic'. her voice is lower than pop pop wilbur's and the rasp that comes along is comforting.
"Here dear, hold gran's holder."
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