My first memory of your grandma is that day she was wearing too much bronzer and you called her an oompa loompa.

She talks to cheese.

She what?

Did you hear about that?
So I walked in and she was sitting infront of the firge
and she was holding cheese inher hand and she said "Hello Mr. Cheese how are you today?... That's good. Mine's been fine, just trying to quit smoking..."