Mal ,'The Train Job'
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This describes most of my family too.
And a lot of E. Washington...like the town of Odessa, where English is taught in school, German being spoken in the home first.
Still. (Well, as recently as the late 80s, when I was a student at WSU, and had several classmates from the area around Odessa.)
Mmmmm...I have Galaxy Minstrels!! Nom nom nom.
I don't know what Galaxy Minstrels are. I imagined a merry band of green-skinned troubadors wearing skimpy skintight silvery suits bounding through your living room. Tasty, are they?
Galaxy Minstrels are GINORMOUS M&M's from England. I've been told they were the precursor to Dove chocolate.
And they are yum! I get my brother to bring me some every time he comes home. Then he teases me because he's a meanie!
y'all need to come back to the Motherland!
I second this motion.
My most famous relative is probably my grandmother's cousin Johnny Weissmuller.
A great somethingother grandfather and uncle came over during the civil war and gained citizenship fighting for the union.
We have the passport of a great grandmother who emigrated from Transylvania in the 30s. It's stamped with a swastika.
I've always known the Red Hand of Ulster is on our family crest but it was just recently that I found out about the fabled boat race. Man the Irish are some sick fuckers.
Man the Irish are some sick fuckers.
Ummmmmm.
Maybe it's just the way my Dad tells the story.
Winning by cheating through self-mutilation: YAY!
Man the Irish are some sick fuckers.
Yeah, that attitude led to my great-great-grandfather and assorted relatives not getting hired here in the U.S. of A. back in the day. It's swell to hear it again in 2009.