Monday, November 26, 2012

Grandpa SWAG

My Grandfather, meaning my dad's dad, is freaking amazing. Obviously, he has most of the characteristics of the classic grandfather. He can be very grumpy, he is extremely wise, and he comments a lot and talks a quit a bit. But everybody wants to be around him. All of his kids, all of my cousins. Everybody.

Thats because he's an absolute boss. First of all, he has SWAG. Actually, it's more like class. Class is the better word. He's always fresh. Suits, cologne, cash money. He could be a real player. Second, he could write a book about his life and it would become a bestseller. His stories have the potential to make ME cry. How an uneducated boy with no high school degree and no father went on to make bank. Third, he gives awesome advice. Mostly that you have to work hard. Yeah yeah we've all heard it But he says it soooo much. "You need to be a hard worker and you need to learn". He constantly tells us that whatever you do, whether you're a doctor or a taxi driver, do it well.

He has a Godfatherish figure. Seriously. I remember how he would call up his kids (my dad, aunt, and uncles) to talk to them, and then how he would send them out to get us, the kids of the kids, to bring us into his room so he could motivate the s*** out of us and tell us how hard work is the key to success and how lucky we are and grateful we should be to have what we have and be surrounded by such great people.

Anyway, I wanna be like that in 60 years. An absolute boss with class, cash money, and so much wiseness that people would die if they had a fraction of it.

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