You know, relations in a small town can get all tangled up and confusin like a pile a coat hangers.
Today at the Bar None Bar & Bar-B-Q Later Billy told me he just found out he was his own father. Well, I knew this town was small I just didn't know it was that small.
Without a knowin it he married his late daddy's ex-wife so now he's his own daddy and his only child. And what inheritance he has left he's gonna lose all over again to his step-momma. And that ain't the half of it.
Turns out she may be his sister too. Later Billy splained to me but was way too drunk and not communicatin good.
But I got to ponderin there on that barstool.
If his momma, I mean his step-momma, wife and sister had a kid he could be the uncle, father and brother to his own child and his wife could be the sister, mother, aunt and grandma.
Then a feller at the end of the bar asked, "Hey, Later Billy, you got any kids yet?"
Well, a hearin that I decided to get me another beer and do some serious ponderin.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
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