Win a big lottery, and friends come out of the woodwork, and some… are Vachel.
Long lost relatives show up, too; all with the saddest stories you’ve ever heard. Oh, the humanity! Oh, mores! Oh, the injustice and tragedy! All can be made well, of course, with an immediate injection of cold, hard cash with no checking on the story and nothing signed, they claim.
I have a couple of relatives that, if they show up, I will have them stripped naked, release the hounds upon them, mount my horse, grab a shotgun and a bugle and take up the hunt.
Every family has some of those. If you don’t know who in your family is like that, it may just be YOU.
@War Pig, I’m ashamed of you. Really! The way you’d treat your relatives! Don’t use the shotgun, use a bow and arrow — much more sporting, especially when you’re on a horse. (And if you’re really in a sporting mood, use flatheads instead of broadheads. But don’t use bodkins, unless they’re wearing armor.)
Heh, the conspiracy nuts who prattle about overthrowing our oppressive government. Who’ve been living off welfare because working is beneath their dignity. Yep, in addition, I’d like all the tax money back that I’ve paid over the decades for their support. It’s the damn worst investment ever made by our government. Vachel wouldn’t touch them for fear of getting the stupid on himself.
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