I can shut up, its just what I do say tends to always come out wrong. :)

The little, obnoxious 11 year old sister with A.D.D.

the reclusive one who sits in the attic and yells abuse and throws stuff...

I'd be the distant relative that sends birthday and christmas cards. And pops round at the most inconvenient times.

I would be the evil, deformed, long forgotten first born child that stays locked in the basement.

*S******s* What a dysfunctional family we have here... I like it.

i'd be the little daughter who makes fun of stuff and has a special parrot that always speaks the truth

I'd be the eldest daughter who fell in love with the cool gang rocker boy. Mama gave her warning of "that bloke", but they fly away on his ride after he wrote a love song to her...

Aaaah but who am I.


Maybe I'm the hateful uncle that some love and some love to hate.

But maybe that's wrong.

Maybe you guys should tell me who I am.

I'd be the druggie that isn't around much.