Die in your beauty sleep

Where is grandma? It's time to eat...

Perhaps in the bathroom, trying to excrete...

She's not on the throne, where can she be?

Maybe in the living room, watching TV...



Not in here either, where did she go?

Someone find her soon, the roast is getting cold...

OK - no one panic - we musn't dispair...

I've got a feeling she's somwhere upstairs...



Now I'm getting mad - where's that senile loon?

The only place left, is in the bedroom

Open the door, hear the wretched snore...



ahaaa!!!

grandma's sleeping

grandma's sleeping



no she's not

no she's not



she's dying in her beauty sleep

she's dying in her beauty sleep



almost dead... almost dead



Now we have to bury grandma...

Now we have to bury grandma...

Now we have to bury grandma...