Oh Grandpa

"Why are you growing your hair out long? You look like a fag!"

My grandpa in response to me growing my hair long as a kid. My hair is curly so I have no choice to keep it short. Grandpa was right about growing my hair out long. About half way I decided to cut it down. My hair seemed to grow up and sideways then down and back up again instead of just down. Thanks for that dad! My sister has the long flowing hair that she throws in my face every time I see her. Here's a picture of me a while back.



I love my grandpa. Sometimes I felt that he was the only person who understood me. After calling me a fag for trying to grow my hair long I told him that I was going to get him back when he least expects it. We kid around with each other all the time. We throw a few jokes back at each other and laugh. We both knew that we weren't serious but when strangers hear us out loud, they get kind of worried. Today grandpa is in a wheelchair for a while because he broke his hip when he fell down the stairs. BIG COINCIDENCE, I had nothing to do with that fall! My grandma keeps telling him to take it easy going down the stairs but he's always rush rush. I'm the same way. I've fallen down those stairs like a million times. I'm surprised I'm still alive from Grandma & Grandpa's House of Pain. I'm gonna visit them in a few weeks for the weekend and catch back up on the old days.