I have some crazy cousins who think they know everything about me & supposedly cooler than me for some reason when they hardly even know me despite lots of family reunions during Christmas when I was growing up because of their own stupidity. My cousins on my father's side are out of their minds mentally since they think they're better than me or above me as inm talking down to me when they haven't even left the barn yet which is ridiculous. I would like an apology from my crazy cousins because what they thought what was wasn't & what wasn't was from my perspective which shows you out of touch they were when I was growing up to this day even though personally they're history to me.
Howe many of you have some crazy cousins?
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Yeah, my mom's side of the family doesn't like me too much either. I tend to take after my dad and they really dislike him.
My one aunt refused to acknowledge my existence until I was 12 because I had blonde hair and she was jealous because she wanted blonde-haired babies and got all brunettes.
I have one cousin who loves to talk down to me as if I was some type of moron. She was sitting there with her husband (who has a crinimal record with recent activity) at a recent funeral telling me about how hard it is being her because she's taking a film class after work that the university she's employed at gives her for free. Nice try. I was working at the time AND working on my degree, not just some nothing class. Juggle being a full-time student and doing elections.
I got another aunt on prozac that claims I should see professional help because I don't seem right in the head. The aunt who had disowned me is agreement with her and thinks that my mother should keep her eye close on me. Thru them I've been accused of drug use and prostitution.
The rest of mom's family could give a shit about me until it's wedding/baby time. Then I'm their best friend because they're looking for a gift and/or money out of me. And my mother forces me to attend and give them stuff.
The only prick on my father's side is my uncle and I tend not to even refer to him as that often. He couldn't have kids as my own, so he used to sling mud about my mother, my origins, and if I was really my father's.Roth Army Militia -
I have a lose cousin who lives in the desert. Major tweeker. Last time I saw him he was mumbleing under his breath about how he was gonna get him some of me. I'm his cousin for gods sake! He's always been a loser. Big talker about all the things he GONNA do or COULDA done...Comment
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May I say something here? Fuck 'em.
I don't know 'bout y'all, but I for one can't stand getting beaten down by some half-ass idiot who dares to call him/herself a relative. If I speak the truth, the whole she-bang, right at their faces, I won't give a flying fuck if one part of the family disowns or dislikes me. I'd still have my parents 'n' siblings. Plus, my friends.
Most of all, I'd be true to my character. (which can at times be totally weird, but who cares )
To answer the question: No, not really. Only cousins I know of live in the same town, and I see them regularly. (Does it count if I say my families are crazy? )Why settle for something you have, if it's not as good as something you're out to get?
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A standing ovation for her, Fab...
(Although my comment was meant as a general commentary...)Why settle for something you have, if it's not as good as something you're out to get?
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Originally posted by Fabulous Shadow
This cousin I'm talking about even tried scammin on my mom.
She played hard ball though and put him in his place!Knowing and believing are two very different things.
It is the difference between the knowledge we accrue... ...and the knowledge we apply.Comment
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hey Wayne, what about your cousin Sandra? you know, the one whose toes you want to suck?Writing In All Proper Case Takes Extra Time, Is Confusing To Read, And Is Completely Pointless.Comment
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In the end it's still all family because it's blood and I thought I
was gonna have to beat the shit outta my second cousin Marty
during the dog-stealing wars of the summer of 1983 and ended
up not doing it. I had this "special" dog that ended up getting
stolen one night while I was at this bonfire party and I was just
bent out of my mind and never considered Marty 'til my friend
Shawn called me ands like, "hey man I saw Jumpy in Marty's
yard but he spraypainted the white parts on him trying to camoflauge
the fucker" and I was just super fucking pissed and drove over
there like steve mcqueen in bullit. I get there and Marty's all
running outside crying about how he didn't think I'd let him breed
Jumpy to Gypsy cause I thought he was a dumbass and swore he
was gonna put him back after he hooked the two up and in the
meantime I kicked the door of his s-10 in and shit. I suddenly
realized he was family and ended up feeling sorry for him in some
way and just drank some liquor and forgot about it and started
leaving jumpy in the house when I left.Comment
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i had a cousin with a 'kind' face....the 'kind' of face i'd like to slam my meat into!!!........she wasn't my cousin though.............Comment
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I'm an only child and so are both of my parents. So I don't have any cousins, aunts, uncles, etc.
After hearing these stories, I feeling pretty lucky.Formerly Tormented VH Fan
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A white and liver spotted setter (bird dog) came to my mom and dad's house. It had no collar, and was no ads about it.
My ex Ed Roth and his friend Jerry Butler decided over Pizza and beer to buy the bird dog. My dad looked and acted like Fred T. Sanford (only white) a real trader...They were going to get the dog for nothing and resell him.
Got out there ready to go hunting, hung over, offered $10. Daddy said, "Sold, load him up boys."
Put him in our fenced in yard. Heard our son crying (about 3 years old) Dog had his cut off milk jug he was drinking water from over his head. He was running into our son and knocking him down. The dog was blind.
They took him hunting and he kept getting into briars, etc. crying. They left him for someone else to find. Went and demanded their money back. (Actually I think Ed who was a hothead shot him)
Daddy said, " No dog, no money...What do you want me to do boys, cry?" Ed started to hit daddy, and Jerry had to hold him.
They stayed mad for months. Finally Daddy come and apologized and Ed did too. Ed who was also a trader had to admit that Daddy beat him on that trade.Comment
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