The couple in the third photo scare me. They look like they could kick some major butt. I am kind of glad that they were not at your family reunion.
I have a few relatives in my past that look mean like that. It must have been a mean time to live. Why my great great grand pappy Jesse once shot a man just for snoring.
The fifth photograph is unsettling as well. The man sitting in the picture is holding a head of a dog.
Maybe back then they didn't have soccer balls to kick around and had to use animal heads instead. It seems like the head of a bulldog or some kind of pug nosed dog would roll better. Poor Lassie-head-ball probably didn't go very far. Maybe they used the long nosed animal heads to play football instead.
Did you realize you are the only person who ever comments on my blog? I,m so busy lately I'd probably just shut it down...except for the fact that I've been laughing hysterically over your comments for the past ten minutes...
I don't think most people who visit blogs actually comment. I think most people don't like to step out of the shadows. I wouldn't give up too quick on your eReunion site. I check out all my friends posts pretty regularly and yet don't comment on every entry. Keep it up Denise!
You should call the second photo Children Of The Cornbread. These five eerie children never slept a wink in their lives. They were always grouped together, and never seen more than five inches a part throughout their entire lives. In this photo you will see what Papa & Mama Swindall saw out their bedroom keyhole every night. I think it's the reason they never got much sleep either.
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The couple in the third photo scare me. They look like they could kick some major butt. I am kind of glad that they were not at your family reunion.
I have a few relatives in my past that look mean like that. It must have been a mean time to live. Why my great great grand pappy Jesse once shot a man just for snoring.
The fifth photograph is unsettling as well. The man sitting in the picture is holding a head of a dog.
Maybe back then they didn't have soccer balls to kick around and had to use animal heads instead. It seems like the head of a bulldog or some kind of pug nosed dog would roll better. Poor Lassie-head-ball probably didn't go very far. Maybe they used the long nosed animal heads to play football instead.
The past is such a mystery.
Did you realize you are the only person who ever comments on my blog? I,m so busy lately I'd probably just shut it down...except for the fact that I've been laughing hysterically over your comments for the past ten minutes...
I don't think most people who visit blogs actually comment. I think most people don't like to step out of the shadows. I wouldn't give up too quick on your eReunion site. I check out all my friends posts pretty regularly and yet don't comment on every entry. Keep it up Denise!
You should call the second photo Children Of The Cornbread. These five eerie children never slept a wink in their lives. They were always grouped together, and never seen more than five inches a part throughout their entire lives. In this photo you will see what Papa & Mama Swindall saw out their bedroom keyhole every night. I think it's the reason they never got much sleep either.
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