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There was a little boy out in his Grandparents barn....he was sitting in the hayloft counting $10 bills............a whole stack of them.............and his Grampa came out to the Barn and said, "Son, how many times do I have to tell you to finish your chores....?" The little boy answered his Grandpa, lovingly, "I'm done with the chores, Gramps!" The Grampa scratched his head, and said, "Well what are ya doin' with all those $10 bills?" The little boy shyly replied, " I'm selling Viagara at School, Gramps....You know, the money I make from you and Grama, well, it just isn't going to pay for my College Degree....and of course I'll need a Sportscar, and money to take my dates out with .... I'm sorry Gramps, but I really need a second job to make ends meet."
The Grampa screamed, "VIAGARA, WHAT ARE YOU DOING SELLING VIAGARA!!!! YOU'RE ONLY 8 YEARS OLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU HAVEN'T, I MEAN YOU DON'T, I MEAN..........." The little boy calmly said, "Relax, Grampa, I don't take them, I sell them!!!!, yea, man, $10 bucks a hit." The Grampa starting screaming, "A HIT, WHAT DO YOU MEAN A HIT!!!!?????? Your Mom and Dad raised you right, what are you doing talking like that?" "Relax, Gramps, everyone talks like that nowadays!, try one, you and Grama are really gonna love it! Try it, you'll like it!" (The Grampa was perplexed at this moment.) "Well, how much did you say they are?"
"You KNOW WHAT I SAID, GRAMPS, $10 BUCKS A HIT!!!!....COME ON...GRAMA'S REALLY GONNA LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" So, the Grampa reached in his overalls, SMACKED DOWN A $10 BILL AND SAID,"LET ME PICK ONE OUT, SON.........I'LL TAKE THIS ONE...........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The little boy smiled really big and said, " Well Gramps, I gotta go, let me know how it was! I'll see ya first thing in the mornin' tommorow!" The Grampa was really smilin' big, looking up at the old Farmhouse, rubbing his chin, thinking of fond memories of his wife of many years. He pushed that Viagara down in his overall pocket, and ran up to the house.
Next morning came, t he little boy was out in the barn counting all his $10. bills up in the hayloft. Gramps came out to the barn with a perk in his step and a smile on his face. The little boy said to his Grampa, "Well Gramps, how was it??????" The Grampa SMACKED DOWN A $10. BILL ON THE TABLE! He had a BIG smile on his old, wrinkled face. THEN, ALL OF A SUDDEN, HE SMACKED DOWN A CRISPY $100 BILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The little boy was amazed..............."He looked up at his Grampa with his big blue eyes, and said hesitantly, "GRAMPA, I TOLD YOU, THEY'RE ONLY $10. A HIT." The Grampa smiled, and leaned into the little boy's ear so no one would hear. " The $10 bill's from me, son, the $100 bill's from your GRANDMA!" Just think that when you are old and grey you may still be able to smile once in a while.
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