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Discussion in 'Off-Topic Chat' started by TheMailMan, Apr 3, 2020.
One of my grand dads came from Alabama with some sort of stringed musical instrument on his knee.
So you are related to Jimmy CrackCorn?
Or, is it, Ole Susannah?
One of my uncle's came from Kentucky carrying a still on his back!
My great great great grandpa brought his still from Giles, TN to Barry County Missouri. His "spirits" are what kept his home from being burned during the Civil War.
Genealogies can be very interesting. My family dead ends at one of my grandfathers. He had a story about his family, but apparently none of it was true. On the other hand, some of my family traced back a long, long way, with some even showing up in the early years of the Jamestown Colony. Sadly, not many became wealthy and some were pretty pathetic. If you have them do a DNA sample, they can connect you up with people that are otherwise lost to time. It's fairly amazing to see how many people are related to you at some 4th or 5th cousin level.
It can also help close a cold case file....
The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.
Dude, you have a very healthy imagination.
I had to Google the meaning of a couple of words in your story and I'm am educated man!
Not so sure about healthy, though....
Haha, it's from Austin Powers.