The Bolt

She was all abuzz about how people are born, then they live, and then they die. Grandma was over for supper, and I guess that death was going to be the meal conversation.

"You know, Dad, when you die, they call that being dead."

"Yes, yes they do."

"And mostly people die when they get old. Senior citizens, they die."

"Oh?"

"Grandma, when you die, I'll drive your car for you."

Grandma: "That would be nice of you."

"And I'll make sure that the tires get rotated."

At this point, Grandma and I burst out laughing uncontrollably, while my daughter, with a serious look on her face, continues, "But I sure won't get the tires rotated at Canadian Tire! That's a bad place. I'll take the car somewhere good."

Oh my! It took us ten minutes to stop laughing.