Episode: 217
Original Air Date: 2/11/01
I don't see my mom's parents very much and I'm starting to think that's a good thing. They drove down from Canada to "surprise" us and, well, it was more like a shock. I guess I didn't remember how "foreign" they are.
First of all, they only like Reese. (I know, I know, it's totally weird.) Second, Grandpa pretends he can't hear, but I think he just hears what he wants to. Plus, they constantly pick on Mom and Dad. Like at dinner the first night. Our refrigerator was broken, so we ordered pizza. Dad and Grandpa both went for the last piece and Grandpa made some crack about Dad not being able to provide for his family - so he didn't deserve the last piece. Then Mom got defensive. Anyway, Grandma and Grandpa offered to pay for a new fridge. So, we got this awesome new one built with reinforced steel that made two different kinds of ice cubes - but then Grandpa decided not to give Mom and Dad the money!
Meanwhile, Francis called and he was no help. He told me not to take anything our grandparents do personally. (I'm pretty sure Grandpa spit on me.) He said they have stupid lizard brains and are threatened by anyone intelligent - which actually explains why they love Reese so much.
When Mom and Dad started working a ton of overtime to pay for the fridge, we were stuck with the grandparents. I took a walk with Grandma and tried to bond, but she wound up picking a fight with these kids and I got beat up! Later, I asked Mom if she liked her parents. She said it didn't really matter because she can't trade them in. I guess I can relate to that.
I tried again to talk to Grandma, but she kept punching me. She said being able to defend myself was more important than reading books. I finally snapped. I told her that I was smart and was going to be successful so she should just leave me alone. It was a great speech until I slammed into a post. As if that wasn't bad enough, Grandpa gave Reese a live grenade and neither one could let go of it or it would explode. While they fought over it, the grenade flew onto the kitchen table. I grabbed it and tossed it into the new fridge. We got out of the house just as it blew up! Luckily, the reinforced steel contained the blast and saved us all.
Having live ammo in the house was the last straw. Dad told Mom to take us outside, and I'm not sure what he said to Grandma and Grandpa but they left right after. I guess "tough love" runs in the family.
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