Grampa: It's cold enough to freeze 'em balls of the darn pool table, here!! Cant go outside for nothin'!!
Me: Does that even make sense?? Awe, you'll have to come and vacation over to visit me then some time.
Grampa: Why? Do you need another lift over to them new walmart? You know back in my day... tune out the same story Ive heard many variations of many MANY times... you know, the one about walking up hill both ways in snow up to the waste with one pair of shoes in a bag to wear once you arrive somewhere...
Grampa: Your grandmother told me that your neighbours are out smokin' all the time at your doorsteps. Have you started smokin' with them?
Me: No, sir! I have a lung condition.
Grampa: ...Where'd yah catch that?
Me: The lung condition? They're in good condition. I don't want to ruin 'em.
Grampa: Well I'll be. You've grown up to be a brilliant lady, all your whistles whistlin' and all. Keep up the good work. When do we get to see you next? Are you home for Christmas?
No word of a lie, this is how the conversation went down (paraphrased, of course). I love my family, they make me smile.
Darn good and sure of it,