When my grandmother died, a group of us took it upon ourselves to clean out her house--she'd been living with my parents for the last year. Hit the kitchen and started tossing all the boxes of pancake mix, flour, etc., and my aunt hit the ceiling. "You shouldn't do that!" she yelled. "Set it to one side and we'll take it home with us!"
"But it's probably got bugs in it..." my wife tried to say, but Auntie wouldn't hear of it.
It eventually got back to us that she took the goodies home, opened one box of buggies, and threw it all out.
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Date: 2006-04-07 04:12 pm (UTC)When my grandmother died, a group of us took it upon ourselves to clean out her house--she'd been living with my parents for the last year. Hit the kitchen and started tossing all the boxes of pancake mix, flour, etc., and my aunt hit the ceiling. "You shouldn't do that!" she yelled. "Set it to one side and we'll take it home with us!"
"But it's probably got bugs in it..." my wife tried to say, but Auntie wouldn't hear of it.
It eventually got back to us that she took the goodies home, opened one box of buggies, and threw it all out.
Happy birthday, BTW.
JSM