My grandma just turned 85. I gave her a call to see how she's doing and if there are any words of wisdom she has for me.
Essie: "Hey Ouma."
Ouma: "Hallo, how are you?"
Essie: "Good good."
Ouma: "Who's dead?"
Essie: "What?"
Ouma: "You never call and I don't have any money. Who kicked the bucket?"
Essie: "No one."
Ouma: "Are you pregnant?"
Essie: "NO!"
Ouma: "You should think about it. Every child is a gift from God, a little angel."
Essie: "I know, Ouma."
Ouma: "Except the little black ones, they steal."
Essie: "I'm hanging up now."
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