My grandparents just came back from a week of holidaying about the motherland that is China, and over dinner they were telling us all these stories about their little adventures. Haha. I missed their strange stories.

Grandpa: There are three things you must know... *holds up four fingers*

Grandpa: THE BUS RIDE WAS FOUR HOURS LONG *hold up four fingers and then looks at them* This is time correct. FOUR.

Grandpa: Poh-poh is vvvvveeeerrrryyyy fat now. Like six months preganant! REALLY!
Poh-poh: WHERE GOT.
Grandpa: YES. She put on FOUR pounds... I also lah. But really. Honey! You stand up, you stand up.
Poh-poh: *takes a very deep breath and stand up while pulling her t-shirt down more*
Grandpa: You don't control lah! You must let it FLY then we can see.

In particular, my grandfather was super passionate about telling us about their plane ride on Shen Zhen Airlines. Apparently, on said Shen Zhen airlines, they don't turn on the air-conditioning in the plane. It's just a fan, which according to my grandfather is not particularly cooling but comfortable all the same. Anyways, there were these two men on the plane who complained about the fact that on the multiple times they had used the airline, the plane never turned on the aircon, and of course asked for the aircon to please be turned on. The stewardess then proceeds to ask the captian to turn the aircon on, which he does, but apparently the captain is quite sour about these passengers' complaints because he decides to turn the aircon on extrememly low and freezes the whole plane (not literally okay. Figuratively). The passengers are clearly disgruntled by this and complain again, saying the captain is being ridiculous now. The captain then proceeds to turn the heater on and boils the whole plane (again, figurative). As the whole plane verges heat stroke, and after a good deal of angered "oi"s and "eh"s, the captain then decides he shall be kind and allow a bit of cool air back in so that it's back to the beginnning temperature. The two men then get all aggrevated and stuff (clearly la.) and stand up and demand to see the captain and speak to him about what he's doing, to which the air stewardess' adamnant response is that they can't see him, which I thought was quite silly because that would just get them more worked up. Which it did, by the way. Anyways so at this point, these two men decide they shall lead the very upset population of passengers in a mass mutiny of sorts and stand up even though the plane is about to land and they're being told to sit down.

My grandfather declares very proudly at this point in the story:

Grandpa: I stood up man! *oozes pride*
Poh-poh: *looks at him and gives us the -.- face* I sat down.