03-04-2009, 04:06 PM | #33 |
Issukangitok
Join Date: Nov 2008
Location: Biloxi, MS
Moto: '06 Suzuki Boulevard C50T
Posts: 2,225
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I don't talk to my family a lot, I don't know what they think of me. I don't really know them that well, I only met them around ten years ago. My dad's cool and he's never made me feel different, but I'm mom's kid from either a previous marriage or some dude she shacked up with, depending on who's telling the story. They're nice enough, but when we eat together my plate is different while theirs all match, and there are other little things like that.
I don't really know any of the family other than my parents that well, but I know about them and have met most of them. I don't talk to any of them, when I do they always seem nervous. However, when something goes bad they call me. Nobody asks for money anymore, but when my cousin's girlfriend was beating her and her kids and nobody could get things fixed, they called me. It was the first time I'd heard from them in months. So I'm not really a black sheep, more of a Judas goat.
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