“Grandpa?”
“You’re chatting on like a goddamn woman today son.”
“Did you know they do tattoos with lasers now.” He looked at me, stroking the blue dot fondly. “You could have a tattoo of grandma on your face and it wouldn’t hurt at all, barely even tickles.” I raised the sleeve of my shirt and showed Grandpa the intricate dragon emblazoned on my bicep and shoulder. He excitedly beckoned me closer. His nail ran over my brightly coloured tattoo.
“And that didn’t hurt at all?” his old eyes blinked in disbelief.
“Nope. And it took about eight minutes.” Grandpa looked at me. He looked at my tattoo. He looked at his blue dot.
Grandpa had a huge, mischievous grin spreading right across his face; he suddenly looked a lot younger.
Grandpa Meets Geriatric Angelina Jolie and Feels Her Up
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