Poor Grandma. First her date was a disaster because her man friend "got fresh" with her (me and Guy don't know what that means but from the looks on Mike and Mona's faces when they heard the news, it just can't be good).
Then she told Mona she hasn't received any new orders and may be forced to close her business and try to find a job. Me and Guy discussed possibly using some of the money we are gathering for Lotto the puppy dog's massages to give to Grandma so she can keep her business going. Since we don't know how to count we don't really know how much money we have, but I think it's in the millions of dollars. Tom Selleck said he highly doubts that (thanks, Mr. Buzzkill). Sweet Pumpkin thinks it's a wonderful idea and she's sure we will have plenty of money to divide up between them both. Speaking of money, Guy scrounged up something today but it wasn't change. It was green paper and probably isn't worth much, but we decided to keep it anyway. Like Grandma said, tomorrow is another day. And it really is, you know.
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