Mollie Gross Quotes

Before we left home, my hair had already started to fall apart. I decided to pull it into a bun high on my head and attach one of those fake hair things that look like a nest of cute curls. I slapped a tiara on my head and was good to go. I had my weave, my girdle, and my tiara. I was ready to party!

~ Mollie Gross

I found myself surrounded by really old veterans wearing hats that said, Retired Marine - SEMPER FI. These hats didn't appear to fit on their heads, but instead seemed to hover over them.At one point, I mistakenly tried to take the last box of crackers that a veteran also wanted. He started yelling, I ran away from home at seventeen, lied about my age, and joined the Corps! I fought in World War II, Korea, and NAM! I have no cartilage in my right knee! It's bone-on-bone, but every morning I run six miles! I did not sacrifice my knee for this country to come here today and have you disrespect me at the commissary. Oooh-RAH!I dropped the crackers and walked away.

~ Mollie Gross

It seemed harmless enough until she misplaced her Dildo and started calling the neighbors to ask if she could borrow one of theirs!

~ Mollie Gross

Grandma, everyone out here is bleaching their anuses. What do I do?Her advice? Baby, go outside in the sun and squirt a little lemon juice on it.

~ Mollie Gross

During our visit, we noticed she was mixing up words. She started referring to Muslims as Mormons. After 9/11, she told Jon and me how it was important for America to stop the radical Mormons because they had perpetrated the attacks on the Twin Towers.There was no way we could convince her of the difference. We'd just smile and not. That's right, Grandma, all the Mormons got together on September 11th and ran their bicycles into the Twin Towers!

~ Mollie Gross

The girdle went from just under my breasts to the top of my knees. It cinched me in pretty tight. In fact, it was so tight that when I sat in it and farted, the farts would slide up my back, shoot out the top of the girdle, and make my hair fly off the back of my beck.

~ Mollie Gross