My beloved grand-mother is MUCH into God stuff.
She does not know how much I don't believe anymore, and I find it useless to tell her. I don't want to break her heart, you know. I love her so much.
Anyway, when we went out of the car, I noticed Martin's sweater....
No kidding, a cross with a devil on it! (yummy)
me: "Martin, you can't see my grand-ma with this sweater, she's gonna have a heart-attack!!!!"
Martin: "so what do I do, huh?"
me: "you just take it off of course"
Martin: "but it's 4°C !!!"
Me: "So???" .. lol... "ok, ok, you keep crossing your arms whenever my grand-ma stands in front of you, right?"
And Martin did it. Was so nice of him. My sister and brother-in-law couldn't stop laughing while I was fighting to focus my grand-mother's attention on anything but Martin!
hey, grand-mothers are precious!!! I've only one left! :)
PS: by the way, I do LOVE Danzig! lol
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