
TL;DR: Indian dude meeting GF’s gramma, thinks her Seagram’s bevs are soda, and accidentally gets drunk. Ends with Grandma petting his hair. ——— Dated a sweet Indian dude and brought him to visit my fam. Sikh guy, non-practicing, an engineer. Smoked a lot of cannabis, drank a lot of sugary/ energy bevs, but never drank alcohol. My Scandinavian grandma (in her 80s) offers us Seagram's Bay Breezes; a fridge full from Thanksgiving, encourages us to "use them up." Around the 1-hour mark, he is cracking #4, and I playfully call him "Drunkie". He immediately goes into panic mode and says, "This is a beer?! I felt so hot. I thought I was getting sick, but I'm just… so… happy!" He is hammered, grinning and saying: "My frame-rate is decreased." We're cracking up. Ends with him sitting on the floor in front of her recliner, talking about how much he loves the cows on the farm and the Mennonites’ horses. She's running her ancient hands through his thick wavy black hair and saying, “It's ridiculous! It's so thick! He should be a hair model!" and he was smiling like a happy cat in a sunbeam. submitted by /u/RadagastDaGreen [link] [comments]
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