Sep 11, 2005 14:18
My grandfather has gone completely insane. What little sanity was left after years of bitter struggle with my hateful grandmother and his own bitter, nasty soul has vanished with his 500 mg of random Parkinsons disease medicine. Quotes from a joyous weekend at Mammoth:
To my grandmother and me: "where are you going?" "we're going to Mammoth Joe"- "can I come with you" By the time he asked us this we were in Bishop (250 miles from the Valley)
"Were the porn stars in the movie last night typical of British porn stars?"
"I am a war criminal because no one likes to be around me."
"You guys have to be quiet! I can't hear the guy sitting next to me!"
"Bethany pull in at the nearest bar while the crew checks the car. I want to know what all that smoke coming out of the hood is."
My grandfather began to shove a Big 5 advertisment in my face and I rather rudely said, "I don't want that grandpa!." his reply "I'm trying to show it to the guy outside the window. oh! He's left already!"
He also tried to eat a napkin at McDonald's.
But the coup-de-gras was without a doubt when he peed in his pants while standing outside the restroom door at a gas station in Lone Pine. 4 hours in a car with an old man who smells like urine is not fun under ANY circumstances, trust me.