I Hate Going to Grandma’s


Come on, guys. She’s just sewing the seat of his pants back together. This is a perfectly normal thing and it definitely doesn’t look like she’s giving him some weirdo butt massage; get your head out of the butter.

Butter? Gutter. …Ah whatever; the typo was funnier.

(Note: This thing is so weird looking that this isn’t even the first time it’s been featured in a yardsale blog. What’s up, ThriftHorror?)

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