Thursday, December 17, 2009
Margie: Edna, I told you that you're a nitwit and I've got proof now. Look at Grampy, Claudia, and Cousin T all passed out in front of the fireplace. I told you not to ask Grampy to help Cousin T build that house.
Lord a mercy, what if somebody saw Grampy come in here? He's a married man, sister, and his wife may come looking for you. We know there's no foolishness going on here but she may not believe us.
Edna: Well, I don't know why you're blaming me for this! I never told anyone to build any house, I just told Grampy that I heard he was good at building doll houses. Things would have been just fine if you hadn't insisted on giving them special tea. And shame on you for giving special tea to Grampy's dog, I'm going to call the ASPCA.
And as for Mrs. Grampy...I'm sure she's a reasonable woman and will understand when you call her to come pick up Grampy and Claudia.
Margie: Don't you try to blame me, nitwit. Cousin T said he needed help to build him a house and you're the one who asked Grampy to help him. Furthermore, I made a special recipe for the tea that's safe for animals so you report me and we'll see who looks like a dummy.
Speaking of a dummy, there's no way I'm calling Mrs. Grampy! Let's just roll Grampy out to the curb and call Deputy Jimmy to come get him.
Edna: Now you listen up and you listen good, you old fool. Cousin T said he needed help with his new house and ALL I said was that Grampy builds dollhouses. That's it, end of story. I thought Grampy could help him with his plans or something. But you know, I think the special tea you gave them made those blueprints hard to read. That house they built doesn't look big enough to hold a hamster, let alone a human.
We can't just abandon Grampy at the curb, that would be insensitive. Plus, we might get cited for littering. If we can roll him out as far as the front yard, he'd be safe under that maple tree until his wife can come get him. Go on ahead and call her, since you're responsible for this mess.
Margie: That might work but I'm keeping Claudia in the house. Let me use your cellulitis phone and I'll call Mrs. Grampy.
Edna: Here's the phone, and I'm locking myself in the basement until everything quiets down. You give that lovely Mrs. Grampy my regards, and you tell Grampy that next time he wants to visit us, he'd best behave a bit better. My stars and garters, I need a tonic to calm my nerves!
Margie: Folks, I'm too smart for my sister. When I use her phone to call Mrs. Grampy, guess whose name will show up on that phone???