It's sad when I'm surprised we made it through the holidays w/out my grandpa saying something jerky.
A few Thanksgivings ago this happened:
Grandpa walk up to S (my dad's girlfriends daughter) and says, "many I'm surprised we have any food left" (s is plus-sized as are my husband and I). Later on we are all playing cards and my Grandpa walks up and says, "Does anyone have room for pie, hey P (my husband) I know YOU'VE gotta have room for pie".
Well evil-DH came out to play
and said, "no, but how about a warm glass of shut the hll up?"
Now I know this was not very polite, but it was so funny I about spit pop out of my nose.
A bit of background: my grandpa is known for saying EXTREMELY rude things.
A few Christmases before, I had gotten someblood work done. I have extremely hard to locate veins, so I had a big bruise. My grandma and I were discussing it as she has the same issue.
g: you know why they couldn't find a vein?
me (not really wanting to ask): no, why grandpa?
g: it's because of all that blubber
At my grandma's funeral (his wife), he told my other grandpa that he sure had gotten fat.