Intergenerational Connector Pillows

"These are my fish cymbalta, otezla, skyrizi, vraylar and stelara!"

"Right now, grandmom's bark is definitely worse than her bite!"

'Well, isn't this nice? Three generations all sitting down together.'

Little boy reading a classic whilst his Dad reads a comic.

'Grandpa, what was manufacturing?'

"We're looking forward to this little bundle of joy bringing out the worst in each of us."

Not-so-easy listening...

'You may disagree with me now, Son, but when you're 500 years old, you'll understand.'

Harold was pleased to discover that his grandson was also a big tool fan.

"It's a fortuitous coincidence that the greatest moments in music history were when I was in high school."

'You're lucky you're just a kid and don't have to worry about things like going out and getting a job when you're supposed to be retired.'

Millennials in the Year 2050...

"Don't tell grandmom about your computer's virus. She'll just tell you to download chicken soup."

So this is what civilization has come to at the dawn of the new millennium. Impressive, huh? What are you looking at? Nothing mother! Sigh! How come you get along better with my child than I do? We trade. She shows me all the crucial elements of pop culture. And I show her ... A life without Lady Gaga is still worth living! Phizzz.

"Hey, Gramps. You believe in life after death?" "Boy. At my age I'm not even sure about life after my morning BM."

'Such a friendly new neighbour, Cecil - we've been invited to something called a rave-up tonight!'

"Quite frankly I can't wait to see how your generation messes up everything."

"My dad and I are trading important life skills. He's teaching me how to change the oil in the car."

"Tell us another story where you interject with a reminder that nobody had cell phones then."

'I spent lots of time on line when I was your age... hanging clothes in the back yard!'

"If you at least 'liked' him on social media, it would mean a lot."

This is Dr. Sadie. What's your question, caller? How can I tell if my cold is really bronchitis? Stop yer sniveling. In my day, a body would hope it was bronchitis. It gave you a chance to prove your grit! Nothing like a touch of burning pain, wheezing, and crackling in the chest to separate the women from the girls. What kind of doctor are you, again?

New Age: Retirement Plan

Yeah, I'm taking care of my parents now, too.

'Just a minute, Mom...Grandpa needs help getting the child-proof caps off his medication bottles.'

When you get to be my age, you start to notice certain patterns in the river of history. You start to notice, for instance, that the winner always loses. What's that mean? Every great power defines itself as the opposite of its main enemy. Once that enemy is defeated, the great power loses its virtues, its unity ... even its identity. The great power then either creates new enemies, or it fades into history. (Yawn) Old people talk a lot. What I'm saying is, you were not my first "Rudy Park," and

"I worry about Gramma. What if I decide to have kids when I grow up? Will she still be there to raise them?"

Grandma

"Would you take a selfie of me for my Grandkids?"

'My Gran'pa bridges the generation gap with 10- dollar bills!'

"Way before Facebook, my generation had places to gather and talk too much, opinionated wildly, and generally make fools of ourselves. We called them bars."

"My grandma needs reading glasses to read. I guess they only taught writing and 'rithmetic back in her day."

The Primal Scream.

"I'm spending the day with my aging parents."

Your grandpa's at that difficult age where they assert independence.