My grandma would always x out people in her yearbook and write “Deceased” when one of her high school classmates died. We often found it morbid. Grandma wanted to be the last one living. She wanted to win.
80 years from now;
|Granddaughter:||GRANDMA ARE YOU OKAY?|
|Me:||//laughs// HELP I'VE FALLEN AND I CAN'T GET UP|
|Granddaughter:||Grandma this isn't the time for your old 2000 jokes!|
|Me:||WATCH OUT WE GOT A BADASS OVER HERE|