Grandma: I'm going to go buy myself a
motorcycle.
Me: Why?
Grandma: So that I don't have to ask people
for rides. I can just be like VROOM VROOM Later dudes!
Me: But you have a ride.... *points to the car we
are inside and she is driving*
Grandma: No I need a motorcycle. I need a
Harley baby.
Me: Um.... okay then. *looks out window to the
cloud she claims is Raffy*