For those who unfairly blame my innocent parents, I’ve observed that JUSTICE was not given to them by MOI. I feel, no, I know, that I am at fault for not having the karmic strength to speak out against their enemies, mostly ungrateful relatives living in the East Bay. My mouth remained shut, too stunned and stupid to offer a rebuttal, a weakness in debate, really. God, only you know who deserves justice. Maybe we will bear the crosses for these creeps.
To my paternal cousin Shill: The three of us went to your father’s birthday party at his second wife’s house. Why? It’s because your father is the younger brother of my Paw. And by disregarding the wishes of my Paw, I would not dare refuse to defy the old man by not driving that FAR AWAY!
As for my Maw, she gets along with the second wife, who is more open-minded and religious than your Maw, honestly, this is the truth. But your Maw will always be the `best friend` of your mother as shown on old photos. But that was long ago. Once again, time changes and although we never speak to each other as relatives do, get over it dammit!
To everyone else related: We are still relatives! Grow up, fools! Sheesh. Never mind. Go away. That’s who you are. Oh and as for your stupid Facebook accounts, unhook from the matrix and learn to visit your relatives. God-awful, morons from hell! Can’t even spend a few pennies making a simple phone call or drive long distance! Sheesh!
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