The best fruit hangs on the top branches, and only one of these thugs have the means of reaching that high. Yep, you guessed it, it’s the bird and he’s headin’ to San Quentin.

Just because you’re old and wrinkly doesn’t mean you can’t be cool like the rebel grandma featured here.  From the bun on her head, down through her sexy gams… this is one cool senior.

I ask you…Is there anything sweeter than watching a little old lady in the meat department shopping for a Sunday roast? Pinching, squeezing, tweaking until, Alas!… she finds the perfect cut. I don’t know about you but just the thought of it warms my heart. It just doesn’t get any more Norman Rockwell than that….(sigh)