There was an elderly lady behind me in one of those electric scooter carts, with a permanent grimace–but friendly–and she looked at Joe and said “WHAT are you FEEDING him?!?!” and before I had a chance to say anything she grabbed her boob, shook it around and gave me a devious look, as if to say “Is this your secret weapon?”

It was SO funny, she didn’t even crack a smile while bouncing her boob about. Then I yes, “Yeah, that’s what I feed him!” and she says, “Ahhh, Jersey cow.”

It was great!

On a side note, what is it about old ladies and boobs? Just a couple weeks ago I gave my Grandma a hug and she reached up and grabbed my boob, bounced it, and kind of giggled. ??? I know its the Altzheimers, but good grief! I just laughed…cute little Grandma.