An ( utterly inappropriate ) gift from the grandchildren
Imagine an older gentleman proudly strolling along the beach – sporting a T-shirt that reads: “Beach better have my money.” Naturally, you’d ask about it, and lo and behold: it was a gift from the grandkids.
And that’s precisely why grandparents are the best. He wears it with pride, beaming from ear to ear. The shirt is cheeky, the moment is perfect – and somewhere, the grandkids are cracking up.
