This is the beginning of a whole new genre of writing. Invent wacky relatives, re-invent your RL relatives until they're unrecognizable! Oh, the possibilities!!
Now, who's going to go first?
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My sister Kathryn never outgrew being the spoiled baby of the family. She thinks the world revolves around her, she's manipulative and selfish and superficial and greedy, and she has appalling taste in music.
But blood is thicker than water, and I love her.
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My great-grandfather was shot to death by his own son. The reason? Voting for Woodrow Wilson.
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My grandfather met my grandmother through her father. Grandpa knew her father from patronizing the brothel great grandpa owned. grandma never worked in the brothel. Or so she said.
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My Grand-Aunt Eulalia refused ever to be naked. She wore a special dressing-gown when she was changing clothes so she would always have something on.
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From: The Pyngwyn Colonies of Planet Hyustyn | Registered: Aug 2005
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There's not a word yet, for old friends who've just met.
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In post WW2 Paris, my grandmother made a living off of prostitution.
She wasn't a prostitute herself, mind you, she worked for the police, going out to round up the working girls for their weekly checkups and STD shots.
It's always fun to start with the first sentence, and watch the eyebrows shoot up.
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