Mother's birthday today, and I picked up a cake on my way over. Uncle and Aunt came over with their youngest. I had my sports blog pulled up on the computer and had in mind to do a post when they showed up. I never got the chance, but my Aunt was leaning in over my shoulder and pointed to a screen photo.
"He's cute! I haven't seen him before have I?"
Me-: "That's the Double Starr. He was in the 3rd company for the last while. So I don't think you've seen him."
Aunt-: "Well he's hot. If I ever leave your Uncle I'm going to find a guy who looks like that."
Me-: "Yeah he's got a little bit of snakebite to him. Actually, he's got a lot of snakebite to him."
Aunt-: "His snake could bite me anytime. See now that is a man with some style." My Aunt slapped my shoulder gesturing towards the computer screen. "Much better then your skunked crackhead."
Me-: "What is it with you and crackheads?"
Aunt-: "You want a guy who looks like he just rolled out of bed on his way to the gutter then fine, keep him."
Me-: "You saying he doesn't have style? I actually think he looks normal."
Aunt-: "I'm saying I like this one better."
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