Grandpa John's Misadventures

Dr. Roberto was in his lab in the District of Corruption trying to find the "root cause" for difference. Pacing back and forth, he kept speaking aloud about his theories and talking to himself. He had an aluminum foil hat, wild hair with silver and brown streaks, a pair of tinted goggles, a beige lab coat, dark gray khakis, and polished black shoes. "There must be a cure," Dr. Roberto stated. "We must find out what it is! Environmental factors? What could be the cause for this preventable disease?!" A national database was made for everyone deemed other, along with hundred of scientists joining him in his research. It was all part of a scheme he had teamed up with Toddler Dictator Donny about healthy initiatives, grudges against vaccines, and aiming for a rigid normal. Later that afternoon, a lightbulb appeared over his head while deep in thought. "I know," he exclaimed. "I'll create a specific tool called The Neurolizer Ray!" And D...

One afternoon, Grandpa John was resting in his recliner looking through some local listings on his tablet. On the couch across from him laid Grandpa George, who was enjoying an afternoon nap all while snoring loudly. "Hmm," he muttered. "Night shift at Cashew's Pizzeria... I'm retired, so no thanks!" But then his eyes widened. "Free pizza, doughnuts, and granola bars?" Grandpa George jolted awake. "WHAT?! Did you say free food?!" "I said free pizza, doughnuts, and granola bars," Grandpa John chuckled. Grandpa George's stomach growled. "I'm starving!" Grandpa John grinned. "Let's go earn our snacks." Around midnight, the two grandpas made it to Cashew's Pizzeria and were in their office with their purple uniforms. Something about this location seemed off to Grandpa John, but he couldn't quite say what it was. The phone began ringing. Grandpa John picked it up. "Good evening! How may I ...