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Grandma's aunt had a kid very young out of wedlock circa world war 1. Her parents adopted the grandbaby and the baby was always told her mom (the aunt) was her sister. Weird situation.
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I bet you guys would be shocked to hear that ol' Clochette has a rather sordid family history, most of it not involving pizzas.
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Oct 7, 2015 03:45
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My dad said he had a child with an unkown woman years ago, the only thing he'd tell me about him is that he's dumb as a post. Wonder where he is now.
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Oct 7, 2015 03:48
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my grandfather fell out of an israeli guard tower...smdh
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Oct 7, 2015 03:49
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oh yeah my grandparents had a son out of wedlock who they then gave up for adoption before getting married and having my dad so i have a long-lost uncle somewhere i guess
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Oct 7, 2015 03:55
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doing some genealogy, found the boat ticket for my ancestor coming to America, with his 12 year old bride. My mom casually told me about a relative killing another relative 2 days ago. Our closet is a walk in.
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Oct 7, 2015 04:20
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Over time I became a literal skeleton that everyone now wants to feed extra food to. Does that count
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Oct 7, 2015 04:33
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no, we have no spooky skeletons in our closets, and even if we do, you sure as hell arent taking them from us
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Oct 7, 2015 04:34
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Right after my older sister was born my dad drove home drunk from a company event and totalled his car. He wasn't hurt but had his license suspended for like a year My parents kept it a secret for like 25 years until they let it slip...honestly it made my dad cooler in my eyes
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Oct 7, 2015 04:42
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I had two distant cousins who were brother and sister. They bith married their first cousins... Also brother and sister
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Oct 7, 2015 05:07
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Usually I feel like if people are being honest, I'd rather just go to bed. However, here goes: I grew up with an immigrant mother from a horribly poor family, and a father from a rather well-to-do family. Growing up, my cousin and I would spend many weekends at my paternal grandmother's house. She had a guest room down the hall from her bedroom, which was across the hall from her grown son's bedroom. He had long ago lost his driving license for repeated drunken driving, and other offenses. My cousin, who would share the room with me, was the drunken uncle's son. Our shared room was a large one, full of fabulous furniture and two twin beds. I have very vivid memories of my uncle, his father, coming into the room at night. He would reek of alcohol; it seemed to surround him like a shroud. He would sidle up to me in the tiny twin bed, and when I would wake and ask what he was doing, he would say "your dad never tucks you in", and wrap an arm around me. I actually liked that, because my parents were always emotionally distant, and this felt nice. He always covered the gaps, at least in that sense. When my grandmother took us to India for a summer vacation, I remember him saying "why did your dad only give you $100? I'll take care of you", and giving me an envelope with nearly a grand in it, that had to be exchanged for Rupees at the airport. He would hold me while I slept, until I would wake again (I was always a light sleeper) by saying "Scott?", his son's name. He was making sure that he was well asleep. In fact, on more than one occasion, he would come in if Scott had coughed or sneezed, with a bottle of Nyquil to help Scott sleep. Anyway, he would call out to his son to see if he was asleep, and if so, begin to rub his hands all over me. He would grapple me like an attacking sea monster and bury his head into the back of my head, rubbing until the back of my pants were nearly soaked. To this day, I don't know if he had came through my pajamas or if he had urinated in a bizarre attempt to feel like a complete man. Either way, I learned not to roll over in the night, lest I wake up in a wet patch and get yelled at by grandma's housekeeper. I think my secret was known, at least within immediate family. I spoke to my grandmother about it, and she shut me down, telling me that he was sick and she wouldn't hear another word. Within a month, my cousin found his father hanging from a rope in their garage, after he got off the school bus. I've always wondered if my accusations got back to him and he decided to end it. I don't think I'll even know. criscodisco fucked around with this message at 05:21 on Oct 7, 2015 |
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Oct 7, 2015 05:18
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Wow holy poo poo. All I had was a meth-addicted uncle, whom we saw a few times in my childhood. He and his wife had 3 daughters. I don't know what happened to the eldest two, and I can't be sure but I thought I recognized one of their faces on a porn site once. My grandparents gave him an ultimatum to go live near them and clean up, or they'd take custody of his youngest. So he did. Yawn. Come on, where are the prohibition smugglers and moonshiners?
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Oct 7, 2015 05:49
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eh nothing big. apparently my grandfather was a transvestite, but otherwise we're pretty boring
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Oct 7, 2015 05:55
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Booblord Zagats posted:We owned a LOT of slaves,. On our tobacco plantation. Which is shocking, I know. same but ours was some kind of bean farm apparently also 3 out of the 4 brothers who decided to fight for the confederacy died lmao
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Oct 7, 2015 06:03
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Joust posted:My dad said he had a child with an unkown woman years ago, the only thing he'd tell me about him is that he's dumb as a post. So you know how you never knew your mother...
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Oct 7, 2015 06:11
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Stinky_Pete posted:Come on, where are the prohibition smugglers and moonshiners? That period's now so romanticised that more people would claim such family members with pride now than regard them as a shameful secret to remain hidden. My grandmother died in a mental hospital before I was born. I'd never even seen a photo of her until about 10 years ago and it was difficult to persuade my uncle to send me a copy of the only photo he had of her.
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Oct 7, 2015 06:13
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my maternal grandpa was probably a paranoid schizo which probably led to his definite alcoholism, he was in the air force in new mexico in the forties and gradually came to believe that he was being watched, followed, and his phone calls monitored my mom as a schoolgirl would often have to go out and help him home (on foot obviously) late a night when he got too drunk at bars and the bar owner would call home to complain about him, this task fell to her because her mom (my gran) was in serious denial and didnt want to see it that isnt very juicy but its the best i have i guess
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Oct 7, 2015 06:25
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Saga posted:So you know how you never knew your mother... 
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Oct 7, 2015 06:25
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The biggest family shock was when I told my mom and dad I didn't believe in god. Pretty much my entire family out to second and third cousins is a collection of severely-wedged fundamentalist Christians. Many are actually preachers and youth ministers and such. I, as a scientist and science teacher who is an atheist, am the family shame. I am routinely prayed for by everybody, and shunned by many. Edit: My maternal grandfather was a convicted murderer who worked for the Capone crime family in Chicago. Not a shocking skeleton because it was common knowledge. Grandma divorced him due to non-support (he was in prison at the time.) That was a small scandal back then, but most people thought it was a good decision, him being in prison for murder and all. Genesplicer fucked around with this message at 06:35 on Oct 7, 2015 |
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Oct 7, 2015 06:31
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My cousin committed suicide by shooting himself in the head. They found him inside his vehicle parked on the side of the freeway. My dad later let it let slip that he may have been on his way to murder my aunt and uncle in their home, as they had found the car loaded with weapons & ammo. Their relationship had been rather messy and strained, and he'd gone through a long period of isolating himself from the family. There was definitely a lot of anger there and I imagine that if this was the case he probably had a change of heart on the drive over there and offed himself before going through with it. Also found out that my grandma on my dad's side was a prostitute after my dad admitted to me that she had whored herself out to pay his way through summer camp one year.
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Oct 7, 2015 06:39
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moms third husband was a pedo, i got to be the one who told all of my extended family because she didn't want to admit how much of an idiot she was to her brothers and their kids
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Oct 7, 2015 06:41
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Grandpa shot Grandma, and my dad caught him. She still has the bullet in her today. It explained why Grandpa stopped sending birthday cards or calling when I was around 9. [edit: oh right, there was also a serial killer in the family, but no one talks about him to the point where even my parents don't know anything.] Manifest fucked around with this message at 06:54 on Oct 7, 2015 |
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Oct 7, 2015 06:49
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Cool NIN Shirt posted:Right after my older sister was born my dad drove home drunk from a company event and totalled his car. He wasn't hurt but had his license suspended for like a year it really is about the coolest crime
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Oct 7, 2015 07:03
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My grandpa got killed by a homeowner during a burglary.
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Oct 7, 2015 07:20
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My wife's dad banged some 'round-heeled' girl in the 60's, she told him she was pregnant and asked for illegal back alley abortion money. He gave it to her and thought things were done. Cut to mid-80s, he starts getting phone calls at 11 pm. They don't tell my wife, 12 years old at the time, what's up. 10 years later, my wife answers, and is told that she has a half brother.
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Oct 7, 2015 07:45
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My grandfather had an affair. I learned about it just after he died, but apparently it was pretty common knowledge around my family.
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Oct 7, 2015 07:48
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My deeply southern side of the family has a cousin who just had an out-of-wedlock baby with a black guy who is also a felon on the run and they trashed my dead grandmom's house while squatting there trying to hide from the cops, and they disowned her and just pretend like she never existed  Also my mom admitted that both my sister and I were accidents but I was just like haha ok mom
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Oct 7, 2015 07:54
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After my paternal grandmother died, we learned that her name and entire history were entirely fabricated. The only people who knew anything about her actual past are long dead now, and there doesn't seem to be much of a way to discover anything about my entire father's side of my family now, since he walked out when I was a baby and is dead now as well.
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Oct 7, 2015 07:56
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The Bible posted:After my paternal grandmother died, we learned that her name and entire history were entirely fabricated. The only people who knew anything about her actual past are long dead now, and there doesn't seem to be much of a way to discover anything about my entire father's side of my family now, since he walked out when I was a baby and is dead now as well. youre definitely a test tube baby
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Oct 7, 2015 07:58
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Robo Reagan posted:youre definitely a test tube baby No, I've met my father. He walked out, but came by occasionally to excite then disappoint me. I even met him again shortly before he died. That's how I learned all this. I guess that doesn't necessarily preclude me being a test tube baby, though.
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Oct 7, 2015 07:59
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I have a half-brother I've never met who my dad had when he was a dumb 18 year old (which my dad found out about decades after the fact), so said half-brother is uhhh around twenty years older than me. I found out in eighth grade, and last I knew my dad had broken off contact with him a couple years ago because he kept asking for money.
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Oct 7, 2015 08:00
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I never knew too much about my dad's side of the family, but in doing a little research I found that my grandmother had a daughter (I guess that makes her my aunt) when she was 11 years old. I'm pretty sure even my dad (born 31 years later) didn't know about her.
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Oct 7, 2015 08:06
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Dad's in the Aryan Nations, his dad got busted for running a gambling ring out of a bakery in Virginia. He used to buy my 12 year old biodad prostitutes and had him running numbers. He also molested my older sister and likely his own children. Biodad (Nazi) fired at me with a rifle when I was a child, and my mother was raised in the cannabis/coke industry in the late 70's-80's. When grandpa (her dad) left the coast guard he got into drug trafficking and used to hold a bbq i'd go to with all his old biker buddies. My maternal grandmother killed herself because of FLDS related abuse. My mother got hep c from sharing a cocaine needle with my stepfather. I never knew that they did cocaine as a kid despite them not hesitating to roll large joints in front of us. My stepfather divorced my mother while she was on the Hep C treatments to run off with his mistress to Nevada. I have a hosed up family. Need I go on?
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Oct 7, 2015 08:08
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My Grandpa confessed on his deathbed that he posted on SA. He told me his username and I told him he was a loving awful poster. And then he died.
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Oct 7, 2015 08:11
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Joust posted:You're lucky, my parents got there in time and I was never born.
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Oct 7, 2015 08:12
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Shes In Parties posted:Dad's in the Aryan Nations, his dad got busted for running a gambling ring out of a bakery in Virginia. He used to buy my 12 year old biodad prostitutes and had him running numbers. He also molested my older sister and likely his own children. yes
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Oct 7, 2015 08:26
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Shes In Parties posted:Dad's in the Aryan Nations, his dad got busted for running a gambling ring out of a bakery in Virginia. He used to buy my 12 year old biodad prostitutes and had him running numbers. He also molested my older sister and likely his own children. I think you win the topic, dude.
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Oct 7, 2015 08:39
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My dad once flushed a whole roast chicken down a toilet to hide it from its true owner
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Oct 7, 2015 09:16
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My family motto is "nemo me impune lacessit".
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Oct 7, 2015 09:23
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My grandpa always got really fidgety when someone mentioned JFK's assassination. If someone had any theory besides Oswald doing it he would snap at them. He lived in Dallas at the time of the assassination and worked for a "high level of the government" but wouldn't say much else about what he actually did. He was also a sharpshooter during WWII and had tons of confirmed kills, but had no qualms about talking about picking off a German from several football fields away. Some author came to our house (he was living with us at the time) in the early 90's after the JFK movie came out (which he hated for even existing and refused to watch) and I remember sitting there as a ten or 11 year old listening to him screaming at the top of his lungs to never come around again or "you'll be sorry." I honestly think Oswald did do it, but I always wonder a little bit in the back of my head if gramps had something to do with it. His reaction when someone talked about it was so...guilty acting to me. He's long dead now, so if he had a secret he took it with him. Obligatory Handle fucked around with this message at 09:44 on Oct 7, 2015 |
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