Everyone knows I HATE Grampa Joe, from Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory.
He was a total piece of s***, layabout who mooched off his poor daughter and laid around in that friggin bed with the other three grandparents. The difference is- they COULDN'T walk (at least, that we know of!).
Grampa Joe suddenly found his dancing feet as soon as Charlie showed up with the friggin Golden Ticket!
What a DICK MOVE. I'd have taken my Mom and kicked his ass to the curb when we moved into Wonka's factory- BUT I DIGRESS-
Kelly apparently didn't know that Grampa Joe was also a COCAINE FIEND!
I mean - LOOK AT THE COKE NAIL!
Look at his pinky fingers? Thats the nail you use to scoop some coke out of a vial and stuff it up your nose!
Take a closer look -
Grampa Joe. The worst of the worst. I've hated that guy since I was 10.
Prick.
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