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<blockquote data-quote="ThreeShadows" data-source="post: 343026" data-attributes="member: 6370"><p>Ladies, I am no stranger to public displays of embarrassing proportions. Your fantasies about the wedding might just be on the money. I come from a sleezy family. My g'mother ruled the roost with an iron talon. Once she passed, all Hades broke loose. The clan split into warring factions, with my uncle trying to force my maiden aunt out of her parents house so he could sell it. This was not The Hundred Year War but it sure felt like it.</p><p></p><p>My aunt asked me to stay with her while she was dying of cancer. I didn't realize that Uncle Scumbag held the deed to the family plot. During her wake he told me that he refused to allow me to bury her unless I signed a promissory note stating I would be responsible for debts incurred while I had stayed with her (5 weeks). There was a huge public scene with me asking the funeral director to call the police. All her co-workers were present and ran out of the parlor. I only later learned that the funeral home was somehow mafia connected!</p><p></p><p>Uncle Scumbag was persuaded to relent. When my cousins and I walked out into the parking lot to form the funeral procession, my Irish/Polish Brooklynite cousin said out of the corners of her mouth "do you realize that if we were a connected Italian family there would be a bomb under his car?". I kid you not, Uncle S got on his hands and knees and checked the underside of his vehicle!</p><p></p><p>No insult meant to the Italians here. I fully intend to come back as an Italian woman next time around.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="ThreeShadows, post: 343026, member: 6370"] Ladies, I am no stranger to public displays of embarrassing proportions. Your fantasies about the wedding might just be on the money. I come from a sleezy family. My g'mother ruled the roost with an iron talon. Once she passed, all Hades broke loose. The clan split into warring factions, with my uncle trying to force my maiden aunt out of her parents house so he could sell it. This was not The Hundred Year War but it sure felt like it. My aunt asked me to stay with her while she was dying of cancer. I didn't realize that Uncle Scumbag held the deed to the family plot. During her wake he told me that he refused to allow me to bury her unless I signed a promissory note stating I would be responsible for debts incurred while I had stayed with her (5 weeks). There was a huge public scene with me asking the funeral director to call the police. All her co-workers were present and ran out of the parlor. I only later learned that the funeral home was somehow mafia connected! Uncle Scumbag was persuaded to relent. When my cousins and I walked out into the parking lot to form the funeral procession, my Irish/Polish Brooklynite cousin said out of the corners of her mouth "do you realize that if we were a connected Italian family there would be a bomb under his car?". I kid you not, Uncle S got on his hands and knees and checked the underside of his vehicle! No insult meant to the Italians here. I fully intend to come back as an Italian woman next time around. [/QUOTE]
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