Not The Blackest Sheep

It is so good to not be the blackest sheep in my family. That is saying a lot too because my family is freaking crazy. I thought my 35 year old cousin who went to Mexico to finish up his Masters in Spanish and ended up bringing home an 18 y.o. Mexican bride (who I like to call his indentured servant, not to their face though) could have taken my crown, but he was still in a somewhat socially acceptable heterosexual relationship so I still had the crown until now.
Thank God for the younger generations who try to outdo us old timers. It turns out my 18 year old cousin is dating his 29 year old boss (at Quiznos). Not only is she 11 years older than him, but she is twice divorced and has a 10 y.o. daughter. Thanks Joe for ripping that black sheep crown right off of my head buddy!


5 Comments:
he's still straight. you still have the crown.
I'm still the black sheep in my family even though my younger sister had her first child out of wedlock, got married to a man not the child's father, had a second child with him, then divorced the first husband and married his half-brother. and I'm the "queer" one.
I've learned to enjoy my 'black sheep' crown. I'm absolutely undisputed -- Nobody's ever come close to one-upping my train-wreck of a life. Woo!
On another note: The breakup is going fine, except for all the sleeping with her. And sometimes calling her on the phone. Dammit.
Oh, I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE your wit -- "his indentured servant" will have me chuckling quietly to myself all day....=D!
Ah yes... those interesting family situations.
How about my white brother and his white wife and their black baby? And he swears it's his?
Wayne, NUH-UH???!!!
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