Funny, Sad February 17, 2008 1:38 AM Subscribe
My condolences, sciurus. I'm glad she enjoyed the jokes.
posted by Faint of Butt at 5:13 AM on February 17, 2008
posted by Faint of Butt at 5:13 AM on February 17, 2008
So sorry to hear about your grandma sciurus but very glad you were able to share the jokes with her.
posted by ceri richard at 5:53 AM on February 17, 2008
posted by ceri richard at 5:53 AM on February 17, 2008
My mom has enjoyed these jokes, too. She actually supplied punch lines (unprompted) for about 20% of them -- proving that senile old ladies were once much fun at parties.
I'm sad your grandma died, sciurus. But I'm glad that that thread left her with a smile on her face. It's been a source of amusement around here since it was posted.
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posted by BitterOldPunk at 8:16 AM on February 17, 2008
I'm sad your grandma died, sciurus. But I'm glad that that thread left her with a smile on her face. It's been a source of amusement around here since it was posted.
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posted by BitterOldPunk at 8:16 AM on February 17, 2008
My condolences, sciurus.
posted by languagehat at 9:37 AM on February 17, 2008
posted by languagehat at 9:37 AM on February 17, 2008
Oh, sciurus, I'm so sorry to hear about your grandma. I'm grateful for the thread though. My own grandmother was the first person to tell me a dirty joke and loved them - the filthier the better. Some of my favorite childhood memories are of her jokes! (There are some I didn't get until I was well into adulthood - the gift that keeps on giving.)
posted by LeeJay at 9:47 AM on February 17, 2008
posted by LeeJay at 9:47 AM on February 17, 2008
Damn.
posted by puke & cry at 10:13 AM on February 17, 2008
posted by puke & cry at 10:13 AM on February 17, 2008
I'm sorry to hear about this, but it's so sweet that she did get a few laughs...
posted by Phire at 10:30 AM on February 17, 2008
posted by Phire at 10:30 AM on February 17, 2008
When my grandfather was on his deathbed, I went to visit him. He started talking about going to see a Cards game in St. Louis with me and my father when I was ten, something I vaguely remembered. He went on to talk about the night on the town he and my dad had had that night after I went to bed, during which he had his first raw oysters.
"They always said them raw oysters are aphrodisiacs," he told me, "but I don't know. I guess the first ten worked okay, but the last two were duds."
Grandpa told me a dirty joke on his deathbed. Damn I miss him.
Sorry to hear about your grandmother, sciurus.
posted by Bookhouse at 10:32 AM on February 17, 2008
"They always said them raw oysters are aphrodisiacs," he told me, "but I don't know. I guess the first ten worked okay, but the last two were duds."
Grandpa told me a dirty joke on his deathbed. Damn I miss him.
Sorry to hear about your grandmother, sciurus.
posted by Bookhouse at 10:32 AM on February 17, 2008
When my grandfather starting getting senile (Alzheimer's) he started to talk about the red headed girl from his youth.
He was in the Army Air Corp in WWII and met my grandmother at a USO dance. They had a great time, became sweethearts, etc.
Then, he was transferred down to Texas to finish his training. Apparently, he met a gorgeous redhead while he was down here. Obviously, he eventually went back and married my grandmother (hence me). However, we didn't hear a word about her until the end, just before he forgot who we were. He would have never thought to mention a story like (or the one about getting a goat drunk in college) until he finally let his guard down, against his will.
While it was a sad decline, stories like this helped us meet him in a whole new way. I guess there's a certain beauty in our eventual demise.
posted by Pants! at 3:42 PM on February 17, 2008
He was in the Army Air Corp in WWII and met my grandmother at a USO dance. They had a great time, became sweethearts, etc.
Then, he was transferred down to Texas to finish his training. Apparently, he met a gorgeous redhead while he was down here. Obviously, he eventually went back and married my grandmother (hence me). However, we didn't hear a word about her until the end, just before he forgot who we were. He would have never thought to mention a story like (or the one about getting a goat drunk in college) until he finally let his guard down, against his will.
While it was a sad decline, stories like this helped us meet him in a whole new way. I guess there's a certain beauty in our eventual demise.
posted by Pants! at 3:42 PM on February 17, 2008
Sorry for your loss sciurus; my grandmother passed away yesterday as well.
posted by hadjiboy at 8:19 PM on February 17, 2008
posted by hadjiboy at 8:19 PM on February 17, 2008
hadjiboy - very sorry to hear that. Would she have appreciated any of the jokes in that thread?
posted by Rumple at 11:28 PM on February 17, 2008
posted by Rumple at 11:28 PM on February 17, 2008
sciurus, hope your grandma enjoyed the jokes as much as we did.
posted by tommasz at 9:05 AM on February 18, 2008
posted by tommasz at 9:05 AM on February 18, 2008
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posted by schyler523 at 12:51 PM on February 18, 2008
posted by schyler523 at 12:51 PM on February 18, 2008
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