ink.re.ments #7

This 'toon was based on day way back in the 80's when I had a friend of mine help me help my grandparents move a big awkward piece of furniture of some kind down into their basement. My grandma invited us to stay for dinner as thanks for helping out. Who's going to pass up a home cooked meal by a grandmother? Not us. Well, the friend in question was not familiar with my grandpa's rather thick New England accent and he was quite scared for a brief moment. In fact, none of us could figure out why he wasn't answering my grandpa's question until my grandma began laughing from the kitchen...