You: Hey Grandpa.Grandpa: Hey, Sport, how’ve you been? How are classes?You: Alright, they’re pretty hard. I’m doing okay though.Grandpa: It’s okay if you take some time to have fun too ya know.You: Yeah, I know.Grandpa: Chase after some broads right champ?You: (Laugh uncomfortably) Yeah, well I guess…Grandpa: French kiss some dames, fondle some sweethearts and all that hullabaloo.You: Right. So, umm, how is grandma?Grandpa: Stick your hand down the front of a few skirts, tally-wag some of that freshmen pie.You: Oh you know what? I think I should help my mom with dinner-Grandpa: (Taps your crotch) Get this old thing goin’, am I right Ace?You: Listen, I-Grandpa: Your grandma, well you can’t tell now, but back in the day her tits used to-You: Grandpa! I really feel incredibly-Grandpa: Well she hides it, but she has a set of cans that would make any young buck go wild.You: Wow.Grandpa: Anyway, tell me, did you saddle up this year, chief?You: Saddle up?Grandpa: Did you hop on board the inner-labia train?You: What?Grandpa: Did you take the express? Did you take the straight and narrow or did you take the old dirt road if you know what I mean. (Nudges you really hard)You: This is really weird for me, Grandp-Grandpa: Did you paint the vaginal wall? Did you paint it translucent?You: I have to go.Grandpa: Come on!You: I hope you die soon.