11.20.2008

Aspirations


This morning, Biggy and I were watching a news report about the Grandma Bandit, who's robbed a Bank of America in California twice this year. While my thoughts were hopping from, 'Wow--she must be really desperate' to 'She needs a visit from Family Services,' my husband was thinking some thoughts of his own:

Biggy: I'm gonna rob a bank when I get old.

TR: Yeah?

Biggy: Sure. What would they do to you? 75...80 years old...never been in trouble with the law...They wouldn't throw you in jail. You could just claim dementia.

TR: Sounds like a plan.

Biggy: Oh, I'm gonna do a lot of things when I get old. I can't WAIT!

TR: Do tell.

Biggy: Like crap my pants at the mall and call Georgia to come pick me up.

4 comments:

Collin Kelley said...

I'd go ahead and book Biggy's bed at Shady Rest now, T.Ro.

mamoo said...

a grandma robbed a bank. hmmmmmmm.

Kathy said...

Biggy - be careful what you wish for...... and what makes you think that GA would come pick you up?

ga said...

seriously!

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