One day I’ll be in my 80’s and two neurons are going to spark off each other and make me say “she drugs me to keep me a vegetable” and I’m probably not going to be able to explain the context
My family thinks I have dementia but it’s just Dracula Flow vocal stims
Accusing my grandson of being a white Maoist at thanksgiving and praising my tradwife larper granddaughter for her instant mashed potatoes
My grandfoid……






















