My great-granddaughter Jerry (Gigi), age 5, had gone to lunch with me around Halloween last year. After lunch we were shopping around and Gigi saw this huge, hairy, purple spider. “Nana, I need to get this spider to scare my mom! It will just scare her so bad!” So I said, “OK, Gigi, you’re right. That will just scare the beegeebies out of your mom.”
In the car going home she said, “Nana, can I call my mom?” I gave her the phone. “Hello, Mom. Guess what? I got something so scary it will just scare the Jesus right out of your pants!”
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