A woman goes to the local psychic in hopes of contacting her dearly departed grandmother The psychic s eyelids begin fluttering her voice begins warbling her hands float up above the table and she begins moaning Eventually a coherent voice emanates saying Granddaughter? Are you there? The customer wide-eyed and on the edge of her seat responds Grandmother? Is that you? Yes granddaughter it s me It s really really you grandmother? the woman repeats Yes it s really me granddaughter The woman looks puzzled You re sure it s you grandmother? Yes granddaughter I m sure it s me The woman pauses a moment Grandmother I have just one question for you Anything my child Grandmother when did you learn to speak English?
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