So granny wants to vote blue, auntie only sees in red.  I like being left alone.  Are you caught up yet?  No, then read the rest of the series and then come back.

So granny wanted me to drive her an 1.5 hours out to her friends house in East Texas.  I thought it would be a great idea, so I said yes.  She wanted to vote when we got back to the metro-plex.  She always packs a cooler full of drinks for road trips.

So we get there, and she chats it up with her senile friends.  I got bored after 7 minutes.  I walk out to the car, where her purse was.   I see her ID and her voter registration card.  I quickly snatch them up, and put them in my pocket.  I have twarted her again.

We get back into town, and she wants to stop at the grocery store so she can cast her ballot.  She starts digging thru her purse trying to find her proper documentation to step into the voting booth.  She couldn't find it and started yelling at the clerk on how messed up it is to vote, back in the good old days, she said, it was not this hard to vote for the goddamn president. 

I had never heard granny say goddamn.

I had heard her say damn, shit, bitch, hell...but never goddamn.  That must mean she was really pissed.

When we got back to her house, I hid her ID and voter registration card so that she would think she is senile and so she couldnt vote.

TO BE CONTINUED

~AW Smith