Granddaughter: “Grandma, how many boyfriends did you have when you were young?”
Grandma smiled proudly. “Oh darling, in my time relationships were pure, respectful, and meaningful.”
Granddaughter: “Wow… so just one?”
Grandma: “Well… one for dancing, one for poetry, one for motorcycle rides, one who played guitar, one rich boy for restaurant dinners…”
Granddaughter: “GRANDMA!”
Grandma: “What? We didn’t call them ‘boyfriends’ back then.”