Cowboy Caleb the liberal arts, grown-up stuff & random mischief

Conditions For A Visitation

I went home and had dinner on Sunday night with my parents.

Dad told me that on the 21st day since the passing of my grandmother, he was sitting in the study room surfing the net reading about Islam (his new best friend is a Chinese-Muslim convert and now his latest hobby is learning more about Islam) when at around midnight, he suddenly sees my dear dead grandmother standing behind him. She then proceeds to float (apparently she didn’t walk) to the kitchen, then to the bathroom and then to the studyroom before disappearing in the hall.

My dad has absolutely no imagination, so I’m inclined to believe him. And I was like “Dad, you didn’t ask her for 4 numbers?”. But my dad said he was too stunned to even think about that.

So now I’m worried. Did my grandmother come to visit me at night only to discover that I was surfing pron or having sex or something. Crikey! No wonder I didn’t see her. Plus I lounge around my bedroom at night stark naked a lot.

Sigh…

don’t scare your grandmother! put on some clothes!!

hahahahahahhaha….. its his grandma…. what there is to be seen, she has already seen it!

all the best!!

cheerio,
yl.

Oh gee. I dun think my grandma visited us. At least my parents did not tell me abt it…

why ask for numbers?
And yeah, your grandma has seen it all, so why bother? Nekkid is cool.

this may be valid for another episode of “Incredible Tales” …

she may be concerned with your dad’s new hobby in Islam …

man, i would have been scared shitless if it had happened to me.

even though its someone close to me, and probably means no harm whatsoever..

i’m such a wuss :p