The Sweetie and I visited her mother this weekend. MIL is recently widowed, and what little brain-to-mouth filter she had is gone.
I was tutoring her in how to use Facebook, and while looking at The Sweetie's page, saw one of her grandchildren, "Susie" (age 16), listed among The Sweetie's friends. MIL has been pathologically angry at Susie since she didn't sent a thank-you note for something when she was 8 years old.
As soon as MIL saw the name, the rant started, "Oh, Susie! What's she doing here! She's such a little b-word!..."
I put my hand up and said, "I don't want to listen to you complain about her."
"But she's such an ungrateful little..."
(hand up again) "I don't want to hear it."
Blessed silence, and resumption of the lesson on how to search for people on Facebook.