Showing posts with label GS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label GS. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

oh yeah! hip old lady

If my crazy grandparents were still alive I would have totally done this in their kitchen. I would have taught GS the shoulder dust off, the nose inch, and the chest pop. If this old lady had more junk in the trunk she totally could have done a hot bootie dance (but as GS always said "its a bitch getting old").

I mean check out her ty-died shirt and stretch pants. She is so hip she is almost a hipster (or gangsta, whichever):



Pop, pop, pop it like its hot. I like it.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

give me a hot tottie

Hhaha, I just heard the new Usher and Jay-Z song called, Hot Tottie!!! Hahaha, hot tottie. That is soooo my late Grandma. She used to say this all the time "I need a hot tottie" or "I think we should cap the night off with a hot tottie." I, like the grand-daughter I should be, always use the term "Hot tottie" for when I put booze in any warm drink (OK occasionally a cold drink too!). Case and point, last night with warmed apple cider and jack daniels. Yum!

Well anyways here is the new song with alot of classic J interludes:



Loves it...HOT TOTTIES for everyone!!!

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

twin titty federal

Well this post pays homage to my fabulous Grandma and Grandpa, who I miss dearly. I miss hanging out with my crazy Grandma, talking about how she lost her fake boob, or waiting for her to boldly state "It's a bitch getting old!" I miss dirty conversations with my Grandpa that would go something like this:
  • GS, "your boobs are the perfect size"
  • Me, "why is that grandpa?" (insert a huge humoring you smile)
  • GS, "because anything over a handful is just wasted"
Well today I read that someone has created what my grandparents would call "twin titty federal." I remember when Grandma and I would be shopping and she would ask for me to wait, turn her back, fish around in her shirt, and come out with a couple $20's. She had made a little wallet that fit nicely between the girls. This wallet is much more mugger-proof because the thief would have to molest me in order to get my money....or this might happen instead :)

Turns out someone is marketing and selling this now. It is officially called "cleavage caddy" but I like my Grandma's terminology better. Plus these aren't built for women with bigger boobs....I could hide a big wad of money between my girls, a cell phone, my car keys, and maybe a granola bar or two (1/2 for me and the rest for my jilly bean). But apparently you can get them in different designs and colors too: