One day, a 5-year-old boy went to spend the day with his widowed grandmother's. As he played with his toys, and while she dusted the furniture, he asked, "Gramma, since Grampa has gone up to heaven, why don't you get yourself a boyfriend?"
The Grandma replied, "Honey, my TV is my 'boyfriend'. It keeps me good company. I can watch it whenever I want to. The religious programs make me feel good and the comedies make me laugh ... I'm happy having the TV as my 'boyfriend'."
Grandma then decided to turn on the TV, but the reception was terrible. So, she started adjusting the knobs to try and see if she could get the picture to focus more clearly. But tried as she did, the reception remained bad. Frustrated, she started hitting the side and then the top of the TV hoping that it would fix the problem.
Just then, the doorbell ring, and the little boy ran to see who was at the door. When the door opened, there stood the pastor of his Grandma's church.
The minister said, "Hello, son, is your Grandma home?"
The little boy replied, "Yeah, she's in the bedroom bangin' her boyfriend."
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The Grandma replied, "Honey, my TV is my 'boyfriend'. It keeps me good company. I can watch it whenever I want to. The religious programs make me feel good and the comedies make me laugh ... I'm happy having the TV as my 'boyfriend'."
Grandma then decided to turn on the TV, but the reception was terrible. So, she started adjusting the knobs to try and see if she could get the picture to focus more clearly. But tried as she did, the reception remained bad. Frustrated, she started hitting the side and then the top of the TV hoping that it would fix the problem.
Just then, the doorbell ring, and the little boy ran to see who was at the door. When the door opened, there stood the pastor of his Grandma's church.
The minister said, "Hello, son, is your Grandma home?"
The little boy replied, "Yeah, she's in the bedroom bangin' her boyfriend."
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