So there's an old lady I know. I take out her dog in the afternoon, cause she can't make it down her stairs to the back door. I feel bad for her, cause it seems like her daughter is a controlling meanie, but she's also really funny. Every now and then she'll call me to let me know that I don't need to come over, because someone is there, or will be there. I just got a phone call from her.
Me- Hello?
Her- Melissa?
Me- Yup.
Her- I just thought I'd let you off the hook today. I'm planning my funeral.
Me- (laughs) You're planning your funeral, okay!
And so on.
She cracks me up.
