Comments on: Strange Family Contest

By: Balloon Strings

Balloon Strings — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 15:38:21 +0000

[...] meant so much to me for him to be there. As you may recall my family is a bit on the different side. You see, since the writing of this post I have not seen nor really talked to my father. I [...]

By: The stuff people come up with : Life of Elle

The stuff people come up with : Life of Elle — Tue, 07 Oct 2008 02:38:11 +0000

[...] that would not be me. This particular searcher found my weird family contest post with that one. I hope you got some entertainment out of that one. As far as me having sex [...]

By: Strange Family Contest: Round 2 : Life of Elle

Strange Family Contest: Round 2 : Life of Elle — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 19:26:45 +0000

[...] today’s submissions. For the rules on the contest and yesterday’s round please visit this post. Here is where we left [...]

By: Lauri

Lauri — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 15:09:48 +0000

I got nothing to top these… but still have some doozies

By: Melissa B.

Melissa B. — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 14:10:10 +0000

We have successfully proven that you don’t have to be from the South to have messed up family stories! Thank you, Elle!! As a sidenote, I don’t have any stories (that I know of) that could top any of these. And…*gasp!* I’m from Alabama! This has definitely been a fun contest to read.

By: tacomachickadee

tacomachickadee — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 05:06:50 +0000

Well, then I think Tricia got ya.

By: mom

mom — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 05:00:53 +0000

The only thing I can say here is…. phew!

By: Tricia

Tricia — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 04:53:34 +0000

Story #1
When I was like eight years old, my grandmother (my mother’s mom – who lived in Florida – we used to drive from Wisconsin most summers) kicked us out of her house (wait, it was actually a trailer park retirement community) because we “ruined” her “good” margarine containers when we used them to build sandcastles on the beach. We stayed at the hotel the rest of the trip.

Story #2
Another trip my parents sneaked us out of the house, um trailer, one night to a hotel because they were afraid that my manic depressive aunt was going to stab us all to death (presumably due to jealousy that my mom – her sister – had a husband and three kids – and she had none). (The aunt got messed up sometime in the 50s after undergoing electric shock treatments for depression and drinking.)

By: Kimberly

Kimberly — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 04:39:17 +0000

Does it count that my Uncle Billy (his real name) lays out in the yard in a lawn chair with a big ole’ nine volt flashlight signaling the “aliens”?

I could go into more sordid details about the uncle twice over and his penchant for young girls, but this IS a family site!!

I’m so proud of my family!! YEE-HAW!!

By: Elle

Elle — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 04:05:05 +0000

ahh, but mine are all nearly immediate family. Hers are greats for the most part and her family is from the south. And I’m not done yet.