Deadly Rhythm of a Candy Summer season Jingle


Grandpa handed away on the ripe previous age of ninety-nine, and through the wake, his granddaughter Katie simply needed to ask about his sudden departure.

“Grandma, what precisely occurred to Grandpa?” Katie requested gently.

Grandma sighed, wiping a tear from her eye. “Nicely, pricey, he had a sudden, large coronary heart assault whereas we have been making love on Sunday morning.”

Katie gasped in absolute shock. “Making love?! At ninety-nine? How was that even bodily doable?”

“Oh, it was fantastic,” Grandma smiled fondly. “Due to our superior age, we needed to be very cautious, so we at all times paced ourselves to the rhythm of the church bells subsequent door. It was easy, actually: in on the ‘ding,’ and out on the ‘dong’.”

Grandma paused, her face falling as she stared out the window.

“Actually, he’d nonetheless be alive in the present day if that rattling ice cream truck hadn’t pushed previous the home.”