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I am a smart ass, and am willing to go to great lengths for my own sick, twisted sense of humor. My grandma tried to make fun of "my generation" by acting like Paris Hilton in public. So I decided that my grandma needed an octagenarian equivalent of Paris's T-Mobile sidekick, a crystal encrusted medication keeper. This took me a few hours, only because the crystals are pretty damn small, and I kept going cross eyed trying to focus my eyes on them.

Next up: I am planning on covering my inhaler with crystals. You know, for the asthma patient on the go.