RETARDED GRANDPARENTS (this was actually reported by a teacher)After Christmas, a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their holiday away from school.One child wrote the following:We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa.They used to live in a big brick house but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Batemans Bay where everyone lives in nice little houses, and so they don't have to mow the grass anymore!They ride around on their bicycles and scooters and wear name tags because they don't know who they are anymore.They go to a building called a wreck centre, but they must have got it fixed because it is all okay now.They do exercises there, but they don't do them very well.There is a swimming pool too, but they all jump up and down in it with hats on.At their gate, there is a doll house with a little old man sitting in it. He watches all day so nobody can escape.Sometimes they sneak out, and go cruising in their golf carts!Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. And, they eat the same thing every night - early birds.Some of the people can't get out past the man in the doll house.The ones who do get out, bring food back to the wrecked centre for pot luck.My Grandma says that Grandpa worked all his life to earn his retardment and says I should work hard so I can be retarded someday too.When I earn my retardment, I want to be the man in the doll house. Then I will let people out, so they can visit their grandchildren.
PRICELESS!
Remember to send this to all your "retarded grandparent" friends and give them a laugh too!ENJOY LIFE NOW...IT HAS AN EXPIRATION DATE!
So true.
I'm glad that I have become retarded, that is just what I worked my whole life for.
Am so happy to be retarded. Now I can spend more time taking care of the yard and taking photos. It is so nice sitting in the wreck room but it sure is hard sneaking past the man in the doll house. Mahalo for sharing.
Love it!
(our grandaughter says "nana and poppy are too slow going up the hills".)
I'm not retarded.... but I enjoyed the chuckle!!
This is starting to sound a bit too familiar!!
Looking forward to my retardment!
Retardment has been fabulous!!
I'm a retarded teacher, so I hope my past students will someday be retarded!
My wife and I, too, are 'retarded', and one of the weird things that
'hit' me back when we went into it, was learning to realize that we
didn't have to wait until the weekends to go off to do something.
Now we do many things during the week while others are at work
or school. Also, we love the fact that when we go off for whatever
reason, if we're gone for one week, that's fine; and if we're gone
for five weeks, that's fine, too! We aren't stuck with a time limit
for when we have to be back for work. We just make sure we
have a neighbor pick up our mail and park in our driveway off
and on while we're away so as not to 'advertise' the fact that we
are gone. Oh yeah, retardment is nice . . . !!!
I just knew all you retarded(like me) folks would enjoy what our grandkids think!
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