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My Family
Who doesn't have an Uncle Bubba, with the beer belly and obnoxious belching, or the Aunt Petunia with the bright red lipstick and too-tight pants? We all have at least one person in the family tree we'd all wish would be plucked.

This category is for all those stories about loud aunts, drunk brothers, slutty sisters, and flatulent uncles. If your relatives would make a good comedy routine, then we want to hear about them.
  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    taking a shower at home during a vist from my inlaws-- she asked if she could come in and use it the toilet--I didn't think anything of it but my father in law and wife had gone out I guess but she stayed back-- I was behind the curtain so I didn't see her strip down but then she opened the curtain and I saw her naked bod-- I was 24 at the time and she was around 47-- I was embarrassed but I mainly covered myseld because I began to pop a boner-- she told me not to worry and climbed in a took hold of it -- she said to go along with it or she would tell my wife-- I reluctantly did it because I was afraid that my wife would blame me--

    #3147 — Comments (6) — Mar 15, 2009 at 2:15 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove It.
  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My mother-in-law is beginning to show the signs of Alzheimers. She lives 4 hours away from us, in a town where one of her othersons lives. Should we discuss this with him?

    #3146 — Comments (2) — Mar 12, 2009 at 10:13 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove It.
  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I am ready to get out.If I have been living with my man for 24 years but we are not legally married do I need to file for divorce.

    We are common law married.We have three kids together.One is grown and lives on his own and the other two are almost grown.I have decided I am not going to fight over the kids because I want this to be as easy as possible for them.They can either live with me or my common law hubby.I will let them decide with no pressure whatsoever.

    I went and looked at an apartment and I am so ready for this.I have decided my other half can keep the house.I don't want nothing we have had together(except the kids if they want to live with me).

    I have a secret job interview monday.I am planning on getting a new job,new apartment and a new life.I will keep my fingers crossed that I get this job.If I get this job I will be one step closer to my plans.

    Do I need to file for divorce if I am commonly law married?

    #3145 — Comments (4) — Mar 8, 2009 at 6:44 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove It.
  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My mother in law is a DRUNK! She drinks every chance she gets and it humiliates EVERYONE around her because she get obnoxious and is really mean to everyone. We just recently moved to Hawaii and the NIGHT before out flight left to come out here, she got drunk and almost got us kicked out of the hotel we were staying in. Our 2 small children were asleep when 2 hotel security guards brought her to our room DRUNK AS A SKUNK! She was bleeding and she almost quit breathing twice. We carried her back to her room where she persisted to beat on my husband and call me by my daughters name, but called me a bitch. Then she wanted to come in to OUR home and drink wine. She got drunk at my daughters 2nd Birthday, she gets drunk at Christmas, and pretty much every day that she gets a chance. We can talk to her at 8 in the morning or 11 at night, and she will be drunk! No one in her family seems to care or want to help her. I have tried to help her myself by talking to her and encouraging her to clean herself up..but I have no luck. Most recently she called drunk and told my Husband that she regretted having him and she hoped she never had to see him again. This is just going toooooooooooooo far. Any advice?

    #3144 — Comments (11) — Mar 6, 2009 at 9:53 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove It.
  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My brother and I fight a lot and he quite often won. This time it was no different, he had pinned me, face down and pulled at my ponytail. This hurt and I begged him to stop, he said that if he let go he would would walk me through and embarrassment (for being weak). I was in so much pain I agreed. He reached down the back of my sweats and pulled my panties up into a wedgie. He made a comment on the colour (baby blue and pink with baby yellow polka dots on it) and used the wedgie to stand me up, he made me take my top off, unclip my bra and take my sweats off. He walked me out to the back of the house to our back gate, using the handle he hooked me up there by the wedgie, this hurt more and I was left hanging there until my panties ripped and I fell to the floor.

    Now I am here seeking revenge, I have read some of the other posts on this site and like the ideas but I want something that will total humiliate him and something I can use as possible blackmail in the future.

    Any Ideas?

    #3143 — Comments (15) — Feb 13, 2009 at 5:24 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove It.
  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was 14 my parents were out of town and my 19 year old sister was supposed to be in charge. I had some buddies over watching movies when her friends brought her home seriously hammered. She barely made it up to her room. Later me and a buddy checked on her and she was passed out. We took all her clothes off as a joke and left her. Everyone else wanted a look so we all went up to her room. I don't remember whose idea it was but we all jerked off and sprayed our cum on her. Some of the guys did it twice. When she woke up she had like 12 loads dried on her, some on her face, in her hair and on her tits (i have a cell phone pic). She asked me if I remember her coming home abd I just said nope, we I was downstairs all night and never saw her!

    #3142 — Comments (7) — Feb 6, 2009 at 8:48 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove It.
  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My grandmother has dimensia and alzteimer's. These two things together have changed our family and the way we see each other. When my grandmother finally started to leave her house and roam the streets by herself, my family knew that something had to be done. After many fights and tears, we decided to share the responsibility of watching after her instead of putting her in a home. We didnt want to put her in a home not only because some people felt that she would wither away in a horrific environment, it is also very expensive and the money would not go very far. Everyone sad that they would pitch in and divide the work evenly, but one person decided to lash out and accuse everyone else of attacking her and of keeping her away from her mother. Of course she has been the person to help the least with her own mother.
    After a year has passed, my grandmother's condition is worse but we still help look after her. However, one person says that my grandmother is too beligerent, when actually all that person needs to do is take her for a walk every once in a while instead of putting her in front of a TV and hope that that will keep her occupied. My god how lazy can someone be? So as a result of that, she has talked to my mother and says that we need to take on more full days of looking after my grandmother so that her fat ass can have some time to herself. Of course this led to another huge fight between the three daughters of the demented grandmother. They are all fighting about what to do with my grandmother again and accusing each other of doing things. For example my one aunt accused my mother of being executive attorney for my grandmother's will and saying that she won't let her see it. My mother isn't the executive attorney person, my other aunt is and my mother wants everyone to be in her mother's life. I am not biased when I say this but my mother has fought the hardest for her own mother while the other two sisters want to take the easy way out so their OWN MOTHER doesn't interfere with their god damn lives.
    So now legal issues are arising, my family is being torn apart even more, and I feel that even though she is still my grandmother, looking past the alzteimer's, I can't help but to loathe this person.
    Even though the three sisters were not always on best terms to begin with, they were still better before my grandmother began to lose her mind. My cousin, who happens to be my best friend, is the daughter of the least helpful in the family, so it's hard to talk to her about this subject as well. I can't help but to blame my grandmother for this even though I know she can't help it. I dispise half of my family for being so lazy and not even trying to help their own mother. Everything is about money, and I can't stand it anymore how half of my family talks about their mother as if she were some sort of tool as to get more money. I absolutely hate the fact that they talk about her as if she were some old toy that can be thrown away because it now longer served a purpose.
    However, I can't help but think of the possibility of what if we put my grandmother in a home? What would happen to my family then? Would we finally be able to find resolve? Or would they stay the same and fight over the will? If we put her in a home sure we would have a lot of our freedom back that we sacrifice now to watch after her. But I know my mother more than any one else would have a huge guilt on her heart for putting her mother in a place where she would just stare out a window all day without any loving person to be there with her. And the sad thing is, I don't know if I would feel that guilt. My grandmother is not the person I grew up knowing. I have to resent the fact that she puts us through so much pain, even though it isn't intentional. What do I do? Keep living through all the tears and hope that maybe this will all be over soon with her death? How could I think something like that? Do I sit here and hope that my family can finally agree on a solid arrangement for my grandmother? My god, I don't know what to do...there's nothing I can say or suggest that they will listen to because they are all set in their ways and opinions.
    Tomorrow will be Hell. At work I will see my mother and my cousin from the most unhelpful person along with her dad who is an ass hole to begin with but after her his shallow wife talk about my mother like she murdered someone he will most likely take it out on my mother. My cousin will probably try to get me to agree with what her mother has to say. Tomorrow will be Hell. My mother doesn't deserve rotten treatment from my uncle and I won't be able to handle my cousin trying to persuade me of something that she barely understands herself.
    What will happen when a final decision is made...who will be hurt the most and who will go on with their life without so much as batting an eyelash?

    #3141 — Comments (2) — Jan 30, 2009 at 6:44 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove It.
  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Once again the miserable old bitch is pissing and moaning about the many woes of her life.


    Fucking old bitch makes life hell for all of us!

    #3140 — Comments (5) — Jan 30, 2009 at 12:31 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove It.
  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    my sister and I used to wrestle each other, I would purposely get my face in her ass especially when her shorts were a little lose around the ass. I don't really know if she knew I was getting my face in her ass. Those were the days.

    #3139 — Comments (1) — Jan 29, 2009 at 12:21 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove It.
  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I'm 35 years old, and I am completely independent from my parents. My mother is a manipulative crazy bitch. My step-father loves her very much, and is a very rational person, who somehow is unable to do anything but allow/enable her to be what she is. The two of them together are a force to be reckoned with:
    Constant negativity, forcing advice on you that you don't need, bitching about how you don't respect them enough if you ever criticize them, behaving like little brats who don't get their way if you decide not to do what they want, constantly reminding you of what they have done for you and how you owe them whatever, Always having to point out at the worst possible time your past mistakes, as if they are currently pertinent, etc. etc. etc.

    My confession is that I don't love them in the way that most people mean when they say they love their parents. I honor my obligations to them, and I try very hard to do for them the kinds of things that make them feel loved (within reason) but I don't consider them friends, or even worthy of my affection. I still kiss my mom and hug my step-dad (he adopted me legally when I was 13, and they both use that as a club to beat me with whenever he feels disrespected), but I don't share my life with them unless I absolutely have to, and only when I have come to a place where any bullshit they put on it won't phase me. I have had to learn how not to get pissed at them for being douchebags, because they will never change and I am stuck with them.

    In all honesty, I feel like I will be able to love them better when they finally die. Sometimes I secretly wish it would happen sooner rather than later. My son will be born in less than 3 weeks, and I am terrified of the bullshit they are going to put on him. This only makes me want to see them go to their eternal rest sooner, so that he will remember them fondly as grandparents who died when he was still young, rather than vicious destroyers of all things optimistic.

    Having said all of this, I know I will be sad when they go, and that I will miss them terribly, but I am also happy to know that I'll never have to listen to my mother and father complain about everything, or pick out the tiniest negative point and harp on it for the duration of my visit with them.

    I reside in this dichotomy. I want to have a better relationship with them, but my every attempt at meeting them halfway has resulted in me being manipulated/controlled or them crying and trying to manipulate me with how much I've hurt them. It feels good to be able to put words to these thoughts.

    #3138 — Comments (1) — Jan 25, 2009 at 11:34 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove It.
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