OBL
A grandma grabs your wrist like she’s trying to steal your soul. She’s got the energy of ten grandmas and the grip of a thousand.
My grandma grabbed my wrist and screamed at me for 10 minutes. OBL'd for life.
I was eating a sandwich when my aunt OBL'd me and asked why I didn’t visit her.
She pulled me into the kitchen like I was her long-lost grandson. OBL'd for 20 years.