My grandmother is very dissatisfied with me! I don't go to church on Sundays, I don’t confess or take communion.
And overall, as a Catholic, I'm a disgrace. Once, in the heat of one of our arguments, she insisted that only a miracle could save my soul, and I decided that my direct path after this life leads only to Valhalla.
They need people like me there. I told her this, after which she clutched her heart and my dad reached for his belt. I was a terrible valkyrie that day. But you have to save your ass for rides on heavenly horses from a young age..

Recently, my grandmother had a bit too much to drink at a family celebration, sang dirty songs, and spat her dentures at my uncle. Either righteous Catholics also need to blow off steam sometimes, or this woman, who gave me life through my mom, was created to serve in the sect of Saint Bacchus. 👵💃💃💃😆

If only she lived in Ancient Greece, the question of animation for the Greeks would have been solved once and for all thanks to her. The day after the "celebration," my grandmother cleaned her dentures, took ibuprofen, and moaned that now the gates of heaven were closed to her forever. But for her, the https://gates-of-olympus-demo.com/ will always remain open.
A legendary woman... even if she runs to the wrong temple every Sunday.😏

My boyfriend is afraid of my surprises. Once he came home, I said that I lost his apartment in cards... though I didn't specify that it was tarot....
In fact, my only gambling game is https://gems-bonanza-slot.com/. Although can this be considered a bad habit if I win more often in slots than I lose?