Grandpa was the 1978 regional Fingerblast champion in Fort Wayne Indiana
Arthritis put an end to his professional career, but he's been dominating semi-pro, and your Nana, ever since.
Candidly, grandpa tells his story:
Back in my day, I could really tear it up. See these bad boys right here?
He blows on two fingers like the barrel of a smoking pistol
Yup, these babies made magic happen. I was the ramminest, jamminest son of a bitch this side of the mighty Mississipp’
A tear wells in his eye, as he recounts the memories. A Finger Blast from the past
As someone who lives in Fort Wayne, where is this Fingerblast Championship that you speak of?
Ask your mom, she's the competition subject.
You can see it written on his face
visually misleading ads placement
"they knew"
Yep. Maybe they didn't plan it this way but they definitely selected that one on purpose. It's just good marketing, people will go wtf is going on there and read on to find out, also it's Dutch and they're not afraid to get dirty with advertising here.
No doubt, gramps is about that freak shit. He and grams have been swinging and it's brought new life to their relationship. This is them, on the beach at Hedonism II. If this photo doesn't spark memories of that eventful week, they'll always have the VD.
you know as people get older they get freakier.
It's why nursing homes are absolute dens of iniquity.
Its all fun and games, until you realize what all those different colored loofahs are for.
Old people like sex too, every few weeks.
Grandpa doesn't need a blue pill to take care of his lady.
Grandma looks like she's having the time of her life, tho. Good for her!
That isn't grandma in the picture
Confusing perspective
Oh fuck just reading the word Neckermann takes me back.
FINKERMANN
Lovecraft’s cat at the top of the picture there.
