Tuesday, 10/27/09, 8:31pm
(conversation between my grandmother and I already in progress)
LuLu: That computer that ya’ll be carrying around? That’s a laptop, huh?
Me: Yes ma’am, that’s a laptop. Why do you ask? You want us to buy you one?
LuLu: (chuckles) Heavens no, chile, I even hate this cordless phone ya bought me. I’m just wondering why dem two pilots from that plane lied about using ’em for a couple of hours.
Me: I don’t know ma’am. I mean, I suppose it could be possible that they were so focused on . . .
LuLu: Let me stop you there chile. They were focused alright, but it won’t on no little computer. Two thangs – they was either fruity boys getting right friendly or they was getting high on some kinda dope. That’s it! Don’t no other cockamamie story even make a bit of sense!
Me: (drops the phone and cracks the h*ll up)
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AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! LOL!!!
Grandma Lulu aint never LIED!!!
That’s the best answer I’ve heard. Grandma LuLu might be on to something!
LuLu is AWESOME! LMAO!
Team LuLu! That is classic.
The truth. And it’s not up for debate. LOL.
HOLLERING!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🙂
**DEAD**