Tomorrow there is a family reunion in the WC which I am not attending because I live 6000 miles away. This is good and this is bad. Good because its always a nightmare and people end up fighting and my crazy ass relatives all drive me nuts at some point. Bad because all these relatives give me such good stories to tell and there is nothing like first hand obseration.
I’ve waited with the familial tales in order not to piss anyone off. Its really almost not worth it in my family. As much as i love them, they can be something of a pain in the ass. However, since they don’t seem to read this, i’m starting to feel a bit more comfortable in telling the tales.
This is their last chance. Let me know you’re reading and I’ll spare you. Otherwise, its Tourette’s and gang bang galore. Its about funerals and 911 delays, husbands and birthdates.
Its all in my dossiers, darlings. let me know now or its open season.
love and kisses