Mine went to hospital

*the hospital

Unless "hospital" is the official title for the place your grandma went to last night, you need to place a GODDAMN ARTICLE IN FRONT OF IT BECAUSE IT'S NOT A PARTICULAR HOSPITAL!!!!!

Unless "hospital" is the official title for the place your grandma went to last night, you need to place a GODDAMN ARTICLE IN FRONT OF IT BECAUSE IT'S NOT A PARTICULAR HOSPITAL!!!!!

And it must be the definite article that we use when talking about a particular thing, motherfucker!

Wait, so are the British right???

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Both of mine are gone. I had them till my college years, then all my grandparents passed within 6 years of each other.

I miss then very much.

Appreciate them OP, no matter how cheesy that sounds. Let them know you love them and that they are your world.

yeah my grandparents all passed away in a short time frame too, fuckin rip

My grandpa is 90+ with dementia and have started praise Stalin again.

Based paw paw

> Abuela

> going to church

Spic confirmed

I wish I had a dad.

Mine are both dead, but Hillary Clinton is practically the same as them.

The whole grandparent scene never really did much for me, if I'm being honest.

I miss my grandma, she's in a different state 😭😭😭 I should really call her

My grandma died a few years back, and to the end, she was a lying, crazy-racist full of hate. In a beautiful way, though.

Like the last time I saw her, she'd just had a stroke. She could barely speak. We tried buying her a dress so she'd feel pretty, but we all knew what was going on. She didn't have long.

Anyway, we brought her down to the hospital gift shop and got her a beanie baby, because we thought it might be of comfort. You know what that crazy bitch did? When we looked away, she pegged a black nurse with it and wheeled down the hall. That was the moment I knew grandma was still in there.

Thank you for sharing such a beautiful and heartwarming story.

My grandmother's name is Emma, and she's been wanting to join my grandfather in the afterlife for decades. I've prayed for her to be happy here, with us. Hasn't worked. Feels morbid to wish for what she wants, so instead I just ship chocolate off to Mexico, every so often. She likes chocolate.

I hope you didn't bring her to a mayo hospital. American hospitals are racist as they were designed with mayos in mind and do not understand the unique biologies of different races. For example, my ex girlfriend (a transwoman) was Korean and she died because the mayo doctors in their racism and negligence did not give her hourly infusions of kimchi as her body required. I hope that you've found somewhere that has the adequate amounts of beans well known to enhance health in mexicans in the comfortable setting of mariachi music blasted at 150 decibels to promote healing

all five of my surviving personalities are persons from oppressed communities, having successfully risen up together and killed their oppressor mayo prime. while i might appear as a middle class mayo with decent hygiene, between my personalities i represent over 200 distinct disadvantaged groups all with bad teeth, festering wounds, and syphilis and thus have special insight and understanding into all of them. this gives me the ability to speak for them since they are too afraid to speak for themselves. i hope that i can help educate other mayos as to the problems that people like us face. perhaps one day with enough work our beloved brown women will finally be given menstrual churros instead of useless mayo tampons and cinqo de mayo will cease to be appropriated for getting drunk (why do mayos always want to drink beer) and instead properly be celebrated by beating frenchmen for the crimes of their ancestors

I haven't had a grandmother die yet, both granddads are gone but at this rate they'll live until they're in their 110s.