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My moms parents met as patients in a mental hospital. I never met her father though I did see his ghost (for another thread) My dad’s holier than thou mother revealed a few years ago she got pregnant as a teen, was sent away and gave the child up. She was also a high school teacher. She left my grandpa and Dad to run away with one of her students she was loving. Mustached5thGrader fucked around with this message at 13:45 on Aug 28, 2018 |
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Oh and my dad’s dad was a social worker that would later marry one of his clients. They have 5 adopted kids and he routinely texts me about how abusive she is. Numerous people have confirmed she is extremely mentally ill. He’s aged horribly since the marriage and looks so goddam miserable all the time. All the kids are special needs with mental issues ;one used to communicate by growling) so my brothers and I pray that one of them kills her 
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Aug 28, 2018 13:43
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My father told me a story of when he was a teenager in rural Scotland. One weekend four people he knew were going out drinking on a Friday night and wanted him to join, but he kept refusing because he had 'big plans' for that night. That night the people were speeding out in the backroads and hit the side of railroad bridge and all four of them were killed. My dad's big plans? Stay home and build model tanks in his bedroom.  To this day he still builds tons of models and cites them as saving his life.
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Aug 28, 2018 18:40
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Shoggoth bgosh posted:My dad's family came to the US on the Mayflower. My paternal great-however many grandfathers was Captain Kidd. My dad's side of the family came over on the mayflower as well. A lot of their family died during their first winter in Plymouth. My family took a trip to Plymouth over a decade ago, and it was pretty odd seeing people reenacting my ancestors time their. My mom's side of the family is a bit more mysterious. I don't know any of their history before my great grandparents, but I usually get some odd looks when I tell people her maiden name. I don't have too many interesting stories I can think of from either side at the moment. The one story that sticks out for some reason is about my uncle on my mother's side. He was quite a bit older than my mom, so he ended up being drafted into Vietnam. I'm not sure how long he was there, but he came back both physically and mentally scared. When he returned to the states, he went back to living with my grandparents. My mom was pretty young still, but she has a very vivid memory of waking up to screaming in the middle of the night. My uncle had disembowled their cat and somehow managed to hang it from the ceiling. He moved away to Florida shortly after that where he stayed until he died a few years back. I don't have too many memories of him, but he didn't seem as duranged as that story probably makes him sound. I do remember the parrot he had that would swear like a sailor. That thing would sit in the corner swearing up a storm any time we came to visit.
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Aug 28, 2018 18:44
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There's a significant portion of my family which is Egyptian, they're distressingly intermarried and it's actually fairly difficult to suss out what all happened there, but I've been told I am a direct descendant of the spooky bone broth they found in the Obsidian Sarcophagus.
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Aug 28, 2018 18:59
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albert_Speer He's a great-great uncle. so that's pretty interesting. At least he said sorry.
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Aug 28, 2018 19:22
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Minimal rear end-Piss posted:My dad's side of the family came over on the mayflower as well. A lot of their family died during their first winter in Plymouth. My family took a trip to Plymouth over a decade ago, and it was pretty odd seeing people reenacting my ancestors time their.  but also 
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PHIZ KALIFA posted:There's a significant portion of my family which is Egyptian, they're distressingly intermarried and it's actually fairly difficult to suss out what all happened there, but I've been told I am a direct descendant of the spooky bone broth they found in the Obsidian Sarcophagus. That was sewage
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Aug 28, 2018 23:39
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When I was little my mom would guilt me into finishing meals / not wasting food....not by saying "there are starving kids in China" or whatever, but rather by insinuating that I was hurting the food's feelings by not eating it. As though I were rudely and callously spurning a friendly gesture, a proffered friendship. That I was, in fact, rejecting the food on a personal level, and denying it's ability to fulfill its destiny, its very telos. It usually worked. I use the same tactic with my nieces and nephews.
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Aug 29, 2018 00:22
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curiously I never developed a vore fetish
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Aug 29, 2018 00:24
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Zippy the Bummer posted:When I was little my mom would guilt me into finishing meals / not wasting food....not by saying "there are starving kids in China" or whatever, but rather by insinuating that I was hurting the food's feelings by not eating it. As though I were rudely and callously spurning a friendly gesture, a proffered friendship. I approve of this. She was developing your empathy while getting you to eat healthily. That's some excellent multitasking.
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Aug 29, 2018 19:16
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one of my cousins was involved in the making of the Slenderman movie
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Aug 29, 2018 19:27
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My granddad worked for the Dutch coastguard when WW2 broke out and the country got invaded. His boat and fellow crew got assigned a German overseer who went on the boat with them. Apparently at some point they killed him, threw his body overboard and escaped to the UK. His family heard from him again only years later, he was apparently working for the embassy and he had a prosthetic leg for some reason. I like to think he was some kind of spy but nah probably not. Supposedly he was also a huge rear end in a top hat. Before joining the coastguard he worked as a sailor and after every trip he'd bring home weird souvenirs which my dad suspected belonged to mistresses, like a Chinese woman's shoe and whatnot. My dad also became a sailor but life on board made him depressed so he disembarked in South Africa where he was admitted to an asylum and got electroshock therapy. He escaped from there by literally hiding in the laundry. I play videogames.
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Aug 29, 2018 20:28
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One of my mom's former co-workers was the "Angel of Death" Donald Harvey. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donald_Harvey No one was really shocked when he was finally arrested as it was an open secret that he was killing patients to the point that the staff would make jokes about it. According to my mom Drake Hospital was afraid to act because they didn't want the bad publicity of having hired a serial killer and that he was only finally arrested after the evidence became too obvious to ignore.
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Aug 29, 2018 21:35
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A relative of my Dad's went on an expedition in India a long, long time ago, and brought back a wicked looking dagger. It was rusty, and had an s-curve in the blade. Anyhow, one day he was chilling in his apartment when there was a knock on the door. He cracked it open to see some huge dude asking where the party was. My dad pointed the dagger out of the crack in the door and said, "It ain't here, buddy!" This was all before I was born... I wonder what he ever did with it.
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Aug 29, 2018 23:22
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One of my dad's uncles who I rarely see has come out with some stories over the years. He was responsible delivering a horse to Andrew Lloyd Webber and upon arriving at his estate, left the Horse trailer on the big H painted on the tarmac. When Baron Webber circled in on his chopper, he was running on fumes and had to wait while the box was towed away. Also he was seeing a woman for a short time. She had married to some kind of broke European count who moved over to England to be with her and mistreated her often. When the Count drank himself to death, his family demanded she pay to fly the body back Europe but she refused. Instead she paid him to transport the "coffin" (a plywood box) strapped to the roof of a Ford escort and drive it the 2000 or so miles home. The car and coffin were stolen from outside a petrol station and was never recovered  Maybe he shouldn't deliver things?
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Aug 30, 2018 12:14
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bartok posted:it was an open secret that he was killing patients to the point that the staff would make jokes about it. yeah cuz LOL THAT'S HILARIOUS
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Aug 31, 2018 00:26
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Breitbart Is Rightbart posted:One of my dad's uncles who I rarely see has come out with some stories over the years. I want more of these stories, these are good.
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Aug 31, 2018 00:28
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fakeaccount posted:yeah cuz LOL THAT'S HILARIOUS You really put them in line man.
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Aug 31, 2018 01:16
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Grandpa on my moms side was a cook in the navy during the war. Growing up all of their silverware was stamped USN, and she just thought it was a brand until she got older and realized that no, dad just jacked a ton of poo poo lol
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Aug 31, 2018 03:10
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My (unknown to me until that moment) half sister crashed my/our father's funeral, furious at him for essentially hiding her in a second life. She and my step-mom got into a huge screaming match right in the middle of the service. My half-sister and I are friends now, she's got moxie.
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Aug 31, 2018 03:50
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My aunt recently told me this story of my grandfather having bad testicular cancer back in the early 1950's. He went to treatment in Denver and they used new radiation treatment to try and cure him. He lived through hell from the cancer and the radiation therapy for several years before he painfully died. The doctors wanted his body for study and were pressuring my grandmother saying that he signed a contract to give his body for science in exchange for the failed treatment. My grandmother would have none of that and even hired armed guards to make sure the doctors didn't steal his body before and after the funeral. Due to all the hospital bills she lost the farm.
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Aug 31, 2018 16:31
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My dad was abducted from the stoop of his house when he was like 4. A man just scooped him up and took him away. Luckily my dad just refused to even talk to the man, and since the man didn’t know his name he couldn’t really get him to obey. Fortunately the radio started broadcasting that my dad was missing, some of the abductor’s neighbors recognized my dad and were able to get him out and to safety. Also at about 18 my dad was hit by a bus and still has some really gnarly scars on his legs from that
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Aug 31, 2018 17:36
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Milo and POTUS posted:That was sewage
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Aug 31, 2018 18:45
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SilvergunSuperman posted:You really put them in line man. k
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Aug 31, 2018 18:54
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One of my ancestors were known as the "Herring Choker" because he apparently rammed a herring down one of his underling's throat when he was in the army.
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Aug 31, 2018 18:54
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SciFiDownBeat posted:My little brother and I fought a lot as kids. My parents got to repeating a line whenever I complained about him that was said with the same words and intonation every time: "Be nice to your brother!" Finally when I was 6, after another fight and parental dismissal, I got fed up with their chiding mantra and I told them clearly, "'Nice nice nice!' Fine, I'm going to call him 'Nice' now!" And I turned to him (5yo at the time) and said in my most passive-aggressive voice, "Hello, Nice! How are you, Nice!" NICE
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Aug 31, 2018 19:49
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Breitbart Is Rightbart posted:He was responsible delivering a horse to Andrew Lloyd Webber and upon arriving at his estate, left the Horse trailer on the big H painted on the tarmac. When Baron Webber circled in on his chopper, he was running on fumes and had to wait while the box was towed away. Did he think the big 'H' stood for 'Horse'?
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Aug 31, 2018 20:08
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Nooner posted:Grandpa on my moms side was a cook in the navy during the war. Growing up all of their silverware was stamped USN, and she just thought it was a brand until she got older and realized that no, dad just jacked a ton of poo poo lol we've got a couple navy pieces and I really like them and wish we had more
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Sep 1, 2018 01:29
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My mom's uncle, that would be my grandmother's brother, was in the Canadian army in Dubya Dubya Too. He ran up the beaches on D day like a non-pussy, probably blasted the poo poo out of some fuckin Germans, was captured, escaped, was captured again, escaped again, and then when the war was over, him and some homies were driving in a Jeep that ran over a land mine and he was killed. Talk about a kick in the bag. Also, same grandmother's parents, family, and my grandad were bootleggers. They're Italian, so naturally they made wine. My mom remembers her dad rolling barrels of wine down the street (that street had a bunch of family members living on it) at like 2 and 3 am when everyone was supposed to be sleeping. During and after prohibition, I think probably in to the late 60s or so, until there was some big time crack downs and a lot of mafia dudes got busted and tossed in jail, or had been killed in hits or whatever. My ancestors would sell to a lot of wine to the local mafia guys. Great grandmother and also later my great aunt, or grand aunt, or whatever (grandma's sister) had an after hours bar in her basement. Supposedly there were some pretty big time poker games going on there at times. Like local mafia/thug type dudes betting 1000 bucks on hands, this was back in the days when you were loaded if you made 2000 bucks a year. And my great grandparents and later this aunt of my mom was like serving these guys booze and poo poo. Making money, hustling and all that. My ancestors were pretty dope. Me not so much. Some other stories about my dad's side, but no time for that now.
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Sep 2, 2018 02:20
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My great great grandmother eloped with a Frenchman.
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Vaginal Vagrant posted:My great great grandmother eloped with a Frenchman. Quelle horreur.
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Zippy the Bummer posted:When I was little my mom would guilt me into finishing meals / not wasting food....not by saying "there are starving kids in China" or whatever, but rather by insinuating that I was hurting the food's feelings by not eating it. As though I were rudely and callously spurning a friendly gesture, a proffered friendship. When my dad was a kid, he helped support the family by hunting and trapping. Because of this, he told us to treat meat as sacred, since the animal died to feed us. He never liked killing things, which made the war troublesome for him. He was a fighter pilot who flew in some of the bloodiest battles, like Leyte Gulf. He never talked about it.
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My great grandmothers brother worked for al Capone. Very indirectly, he was a truck driver and transported booze during prohibition when he was living in Chicago. He died in the 80’s so I never got to ask, this I’ve heard from family members. He wasn’t one to embellish grand tales according to living family members who knew him. Only solid proof I have is that he emigrated to the US when he was around 17 years old, during the late 1910’s and got deported back to Sweden in the 1930’s and where he remained since.
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My mom sincerely and unwaveringly believes she's had multiple encounters with a variety of aliens. The one that sticks out is the time she says they partied with her gave her the secret to making pot-infused treats that would show you the future at a Rainbow Gathering. To be fair she probably did get some great edible recepies but from good old fashioned humans not mystical aliens. She also called me at like 2 am last fall because she fell for some youtube hoax about Russia invading Western Washington and wanted to warn me to get out . My dad was bffs with a dude who murdered 3 people in Bellevue. I met him as a baby and the guy still owes my dad a couple thousand bucks. My dad is pretty sure the guy borrowed his car on the night he killed his 3rd victim but can't remember for sure. Dad also believes multiple foxes saved him when get stranded in the woods for over a week. They talked with him about life and the future -according to the foxes I'd be a successful model with a rich husband. My dad likes to joke that the foxes are disappointed in me since I' a fat lesbian.
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Tulalip Tulips posted:My mom sincerely and unwaveringly believes she's had multiple encounters with a variety of aliens. Has your schizophrenia kicked in yet? 
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Tulalip Tulips posted:My mom sincerely and unwaveringly believes she's had multiple encounters with a variety of aliens. The one that sticks out is the time she says they partied with her gave her the secret to making pot-infused treats that would show you the future at a Rainbow Gathering. To be fair she probably did get some great edible recepies but from good old fashioned humans not mystical aliens. She also called me at like 2 am last fall because she fell for some youtube hoax about Russia invading Western Washington and wanted to warn me to get out . Your family rules
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Mustached5thGrader posted:Has your schizophrenia kicked in yet? No, just standard issue anxiety and issues from a variety of traumatic incidents in my childhood. Also to be a little fair to my dad, he had probably smoked a bunch of crack and was incredibly drunk during his woods adventure since he was probably originally going to kill himself but changed his mind. We were both gimpy at the same time after because I'd been hit by a car two weeks earlier. His two of his toes fell off because he got severe frostbite and rolled into the carpet. He was playing Doom II when the 1st one came off and then I found it when I went to play Aladdin.
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My great grandfather was killed on Texas Tower 4, a radar tower about 60 miles off the coast designed to warn the US about soviet attacks. It was called Old Shaky because it was poorly built and constantly slammed with cyclones and hurricanes. A colonel refused to abandon it and it went down after getting slammed with enormous waves. 28 people sunk with it including my great grandfather, no survivors. President Obama hand signed a letter to my family and all the families recognizing the incident in 2011 which I have in my possession. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Texas_Tower_4?wprov=sfla1 E: Oh yeah, my grandfather got super involved with the mobs in Vegas in the early 80s and helped open and run the Sundance Casino which I guess is now called The D Las Vegas. He became the head pit boss before getting out altogether. He took me there a few years ago and it was pretty surreal for both of us. I'm also a descendent of John Adams, and the family relatives I get that from still live in Lexington and Concord. But also that guy hosed a lot. Less cool - My uncle shot himself over some sort of scam he got mixed in involving his boss and everybody was about to get arrested. My family never talks about it in a weird way but I've always privately assumed he was actually murdered over it. Tim Whatley fucked around with this message at 05:55 on Sep 5, 2018 |
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My uncle (dad's brother) worked in Gdansk in the shipyard where Lech Walesa's strike began and probably personally knew him. He was an rear end in a top hat to his kids and his daughter is crazy, she started a minor cult that's a spinoff of pentecostalism, the variety where they get messages from God on a regular basis. My cousin's daughter (my cousin is in his late 50's, I'm 33) recently did one of those DNA tests, turns out she's 96% of some variety of European but 4% Papua New-Guinean, which I thought was cool. We don't know how it happened exactly, but my family has a lot of sailors.
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