OHIO - Anytime I write about my family, readers implore me to say I'm making it up. Even friends can't quite believe the things my family says about me. When they met my sister, both the AW and Minette asked her if it was really as bad as I said. They were hopeful, but the answer, unfortunately, was yes.
So to summarize: the only time people who know me have wondered aloud about my truthfulness is when I've talked about how my family smears me as, among other things, a liar. I hope you appreciate the irony as much as I do.
I've said it before, but Family Week merits a repeat: this site is not a work of fiction. I use only three kinds of fabrications:
- The fake news article, like yesterday's, which is obvious enough.
- The occasional shot at Dorkass. She is not, for instance, married to a man named Frank. She's a bull dyke spinster who got her kid by trading a mason jar of warm Grey Goose to a Hoboken squeegie guy.
- Fake names. The mean sister's name is not really Nadine, yet my brother-in-law's name really is Nelson. "AW" is obviously fake, but "Minette" is real. What's the logic? There is none.