All Right Something Kind Of Hilarious Happened Yesterday, My Father Is Originally From West Virginia

All right something kind of hilarious happened yesterday, my father is originally from West Virginia and he goes "oh, I was tagged in a family photo"

Then he starts naming off random people, "my cousin xxx ,that's at Beverly, oh hey look it's Grandma," then out of the blue he says "and that's my aunt-grandma"

Now I'm sitting in the kitchen, I did not see the picture, I don't know how many people are in the picture, I know nothing..

The next thing that comes out of my mouth is "did he just say Aunt Grandma?"

Now my brother sitting on the couch and he cackles, my mom making french toast says "yeah"

I'm just sitting here like "I really hope those are two separate people..."

They're definitely from different areas or time eras!

But either way it's freaking adorable, I was not expecting that last one with him hugging a tree and the teeth it was adorable oh my God I love it!

what if vampires are like mosquitoes and only the ladies drink blood

Foggy: Why are you on the floor?

Matt: I’m depressed

Matt: Also I was stabbed, can you get Claire please

So I'm reading a fanfiction, and in it there's a serial killer who takes pictures of the deceased out of their yearbook.

In the story they are single parents with one child, so guesstimation their roughly 30 maybe 40 if their children around 15.

Now I'm nearly 26, my yearbooks are stashed in a box under a bunch of other boxes and I really don't care....

Now my question is; is it just me, or is it cuz I was not bullied per se but deeply loved high School...

Like in the story the child and parent get along well, the parents in PTA with the kid, so does that mean they enjoyed high School? or do they just have them because they've got kids so the kids can look at pictures of them in high school?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/6780040?view_full_work=true

(just in case you need to read it to understand my confusion)

So yesterday my brother orders pizza from Domino's.

And for some weird reason my brain decided it was going to associate it with old school mj supplier's...

My brain went, they could have a job where they paid taxes.. the customers would order a 'certain Pizza, with certain toppings' and that would tell you the weightage and type (sativa / indica)..

I have literally no reason for this train of thought.. especially when it's legal nowadays.. granted anything I grow dies, so it's not like I could get into the dealing business.. but I'm pretty sure at some point in the timeline somebody has used this as the perfect way to sell MJ..

Don't forget to read your books maybe it'll make life a little easier someday?

So, I had a thought. Actually, I’ve had a lot of thoughts. And they would not leave me alone. So here we are.