Today was my Grandad's 83 birthday party. All was going well, and then what did my eyes see? Uncle Milty. My great uncle from Rainelle, WV who used to be a marine sniper in Vietnam. He responded to me with this after I told Nick we could not, on any terms, take home the extra cheesecake. This story needs no more background than this. Here we go:
Uncle Milty: "You know what we should do with you? (Insert thick West Virginia accent here) Take you down to the bayou, tie a rope around your legs, pull you behind the boat, and fish for alligators"
I look at Grandad.
Grandad "Well Kaley, what a way to go"
I love my family.
Kaley
Grandad is to the right of this picture. Uncle Milty: not pictured
(If this turns out to be a link, I don't know how I did it or how to undo it)
Grandad is to the right of this picture. Uncle Milty: not pictured(If this turns out to be a link, I don't know how I did it or how to undo it)
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