For all you grandparents out there
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 Florida . Now they live in a tin box and have
rocks painted green to look like grass. They ride around on their
bicycles and wear name tags because they don't know who they are anymore.
They go to a building called a wrecked center, but they must have got it
fixed because it is all okay now, and do exercises there, but they don't
do them very well.
There is a swimming pool too, but in it, they all jump up and down 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.
They 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.
(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 Florida . Now they live in a tin box and have
rocks painted green to look like grass. They ride around on their
bicycles and wear name tags because they don't know who they are anymore.
They go to a building called a wrecked center, but they must have got it
fixed because it is all okay now, and do exercises there, but they don't
do them very well.
There is a swimming pool too, but in it, they all jump up and down 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.
They 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.
That is hysterical... Unfortunately, it doesn't look like I'll ever be "retarded"...
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