Showing posts with label good times. Show all posts
Showing posts with label good times. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Good times.

My grandfather was hard of hearing and always wore hearing aids as long as I could remember. When we had family dinners, he and I had a joke we would do together. It went like this:

Me: Grandpa, I hear you got a new hearing aid. What kind is it?
Grandpa: (looking at wrist) Oh, about 2:30.

We thought it was hilarious, even when we did it more than once.