Ok guys, here's the deal.
I build CBG's and I am a drug dealer from Winston Salem, NC. My parents lived in Raleigh but have recently been arrested for cooking meth. They were also financially dependent on my two sisters, who are prostitutes in Charlotte.
I have two brothers: one is serving a non-parole life sentence at Huntsville for the murder of a teenage boy in 1994. My other brother is currently in jail awaiting charges of sexual misconduct with his three children. I have recently become engaged to marry a former prostitute who lives in Longview. She is a part time "working girl".
All things considered, my problem is this: I love my fiancé and look forward to bringing her into the family. I certainly want to be totally open and honest with her. Should I tell her about my cousin who is a jazz musician?
Signed, Worried About My Reputation
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The Untold Story of Matthew's Family Tree?
Hah, piece o' cake ( a mix of 3 line and 4-line blues verse structure):
My Fambly's All But Worthless, But I Loves You Anyway
I gotta box made of smokewood, heartstrings made of steel
I gotta box made of smokewood, heartstrings made of steel
Honey, you don't know my fambly, so lemme seal the deal:
My mama cooks the pizen, my daddy sells it, too
Yeah, my mama cooks the pizen, and my daddy sells it, too.
My sister Charlotte works the streets, 'cuz she looks up to you.
One brother's doin' hard time, cuz' he killed a friend o' mine,
The other's on a chain gang, for pickin' cherries off the vine;
An' that train rolls by at midnight, givin' out it's dead-dog whine
REFRAIN
Yeah, when I said I loved you, there was nothin' left to say;
It may not be forever, but it's longer than a day.
Nobody knows how long we got, so let's start makin' hay:
My fambly's all but worthless, but I loves you anyway.
I gotta tell you, baby, they none of 'em's no good
Yeah, chile, I'll tell you truly, they just ain't no damn good
But they're better off than most folks in my ol' neighborhood.
The jazzers at the juke joint, all drinkin' Demon Rum,
With speedballs from the needle where the damages were done,
Could tell you tales about me and the fambly that I'm from,
But that don't change the way I feel about you with my gun.
Yeah, the junkies get the shakes when they shuffle by my shack
They heard whut happened one night in the smokehouse way out back
That grindin' sound, that screamin' wail, the bloodstains, and the smell
Is why I play this gitbox from the hottest depths of Hell!
REFRAIN
Yeah, when I said I loved you, there was nothin' left to say;
It may not be forever, but it's longer than a day.
Nobody knows how long we got, so let's start makin' hay:
My fambly's all but worthless, but I loves you anyway.
Somebody put this to a tune, please...
Oily
he he!! (-:
Here's the British version..!
The body of a drowned man was dragged from the sea wearing a Chelsea football shirt, to save his family embarrassment the Police told the Media to report he was found wearing a dress, stockings and suspenders...(-;
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First off, shit-head, where is my shipment. Get it to me or I will tell her about the jazz dude.
After that, tell her only if she asks. You've got to have trust and honesty. I wish you a great marriage. Do you need a wedding singer?
Tony Davies said:
Your reputation will have nothing to do with your girl....... just tell her the truth from the beginning........be honest, since you are trying to clean up your act, you should be carefull about the jazz player thow. Anyways, if she really loves you and really cares about the 2 of you, your family and past should have anything to do with your future.
Clean up your act, introduce her to the CGB world, build her a couple cool boxes and go from there......... be carefull of the 9 month blues, babies always do happen along.... then your defenitely married.
Be good, be smart, be honest.
Maximo
8-)
Still alive after 4 wives and 16 kids to boot.
Bob Harrison said:
I would get my heads checked out bro...the bike is always there for you rain or shine...please keep us poted about the bike...good luck...
Dan Sleep said: