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  • Retarded Grandparents

    I've seen this one before but it was a hoot then and still is.

    RETARDED GRANDPARENTS
    (This was actually reported by a teacher)

    After Christmas, a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their holiday away from school. One child wrote the following:

    We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to live in a big brick house but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Florida . Now they live in a tin box and have rocks painted green to look like grass. They ride around on their bicycles and wear name tags because they don't know who they are anymore. They go to a building called a wrecked center, but they must have got it fixed because it is all okay now, they do exercises there, but they don't do them very well. There is a swimming pool too, but they all jump up and down in it with hats on. At their gate, there is a doll house with a little old man sitting in it. He watches all day so nobody can escape. Sometimes they sneak out, and go cruising in their golf carts. Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. And, they eat the same thing every night early birds. Some of the people can't get out past the man in the doll house. The ones who do get out, bring food back to the wrecked center for pot luck. My Grandma says that Grandpa worked all his life to earn his retardment and says I should work hard so I can be retarded some day too. When I earn my retardment, I want to be the man in the doll house. Then I will let people out, so they can visit their grandchildren.


    PRICELESS . .

  • #2
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    Love it, I will pass this one on to my girlfriend

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    • #3
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      Ha ha... LOVE this!

      I remember visiting my grandparents in a retirement neighborhood... tiny cinderblock houses (that are now selling for about 20 times what they paid!) and people rode big tricycles everywhere.

      My Nan was a member of the "kitchen band"... a bunch of ladies w/ hats who played kazoos taped to kitchen untensils and entertained "the old folks" in the nursing home. My Nan played a spatula w/ a foam grilled cheese sandwich glued to it.

      Ha ha ha!! Great memories!!
      "What fresh hell is this?" Dorothy Parker

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      • #4
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        Now that's sweet.

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        • #5
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          Rube, that's hilarious!!
          Luvs, very funny story! I can picture the spatula-kazoo-foam grilled cheese contraption and your Nan smiling while she's playing it!
          I have kleptomania, but when it gets bad, I take something for it.

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          • #6
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            I'm sorry to be a party pooper, but I think that when people think that the word retarded is cute...I throw up...it's not cute.

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            • #7
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              And Rube..ya know I loves ya.......but still...gotta stick to my guns.

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              • #8
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                I think in this case, the word "retirement" was confused with "retardet" by a child, writing his account of vacation time. Anyway that's how I understood it.

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                • #9
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                  it's cute funny humor, to make many smile, but i don't think it was truly written by a child. I think an adult wrote it, a spin off from something maybe his kid said.
                  I just hold on tighter, to a hand that's stronger...he knows my every thought, he clears my weary heart, and hold's on tighter...

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                  • #10
                    Re: Retarded Grandparents

                    Hey luvs - your grandma could call it a spatukazfoamcheez

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