When she’s bored, Grandma Helga races through the corridors of the retirement home in her wheelchair.
Today is one of those days again.
Suddenly, Frieda, who suffers from dementia, appears in front of her and says, “Stop! Driver’s license check!”
Helga rummages in her lab coat and holds a candy wrapper in front of Frieda’s nose. Frieda says, “Everything’s okay, carry on,” and Helga accelerates again.
Around the next corner, the hard-of-hearing Erna suddenly appears and says, “Stop! Please show me your vehicle registration documents!”
Helga pulls a crumpled handkerchief out of another coat pocket, hands it to Erna, who then immediately gives the signal to continue driving.
Helga races on through the entire floor when suddenly the argumentative Walter stands before her with his tr0u-sers d0wn and his p*nis er*ct.
Helga stops and sighs: “Oh no, not a breathalyzer test now.”
