cracking up

ur grand ma looks nice
tell her that you love her
she will be happy
if you dont do it before she dies you will be sad
when she dies
then hug her like theres no tomorow with all your passion

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LOL, My grandma is exactly the same except I only see her like once a week for dinner.

Just tell her that your stuffed, but love her cooking and appreciate the effort.

LOL floofy

your grandma sounds nice

ur lucky, my mom never cooks for me

i tell her no nonstop then she does it anyway often
when she does it i always thank her properly

i mean fuck i just went to the kitchen and she actually got 3 cereals, a bowl, a spoon, the milk and a big box of biscuits (which she keeps telling me is there if i want any

and now she´s pissed off because "i dont talk clearly" so she thought i was going to work in the morning , she had a massive long go at me about how she got up at 6am and done "stuff" like "put the lights on" for an hour, and it all becomes my fucking fault

it´s like living with someone who does stuff for you when you tell them you don´t want or need it, and then gets upset, and even more when every so often, you´re actually fucking asleep or aren´t even in the fucking house

but 100 times per day and ceaselessly every day until she has a fit and starts doing shit on purpose just to "make you realise"

like the other day she said "jonathan i went in to check your heating and i almost hurt myself because of your computer wires, you must do something about them because it´s a terrible health hazzard". obviously theres nothing i can do with my computer wires which are on the hidden side of my bed bar put a huge slab of cardboard over them, and what the FUCk the fucking radiator was fixed over a week ago why do you have to check my fucking heating im fucking 23 years old im not gonna die of hypothermia especially since im not even in the fucking house at the time

sounds like you have a hard life having someone doing stuff for you to make your daily routine easier.

you should probably drown your sorrows with a bottle of robotussin.