Black sheep of your family...

[Zcustom]

"ya can't mark 'em like cattle they're not the same, if you try to brand a sheep he just goes up in flames"

[Epistaxis]

yes sir yes sir 3 bags full.

Anyway, I think it depends how you define black sheep.

My brother and I are the first in the family to go to grad school.

Lots of others have had booze and/or drug issues.

Most of the males have been in the military, we were not.

Most of them live in very rural locations, we do not.

Dunno. I guess we are the "different" ones in some good ways, some just different ways.

Nobody really stands out as a complete loon though.

[g5jamz]

Crackhead cousin...robbed from me about 3 times...his own parents/other relatives. High speed chase wrecked his parent's car. In/out of jail constantly. Haven't heard anything lately. His brother isn't much better...hardly any teeth in his head (prob meth use).

My brother has had quite a few DUIs and a child out of wedlock. So he's a contender.

[RazzleDazzle]

My whole family are black sheep but we can sure drink.

[dimbee]

My sister is a doctor. My brother is computer geek of the highest level.

I don't know if I'm the black sheep, per se, but I am the one of my siblings who has had the most fun in my life.

[Samuel L. Jackson]

wrong thread... lol oops on my part

[Doyle]

Jeffery Dahmer is my 1st cousin.

[Davidson Deac II]

I have been in Jail (not prison, just the overnight kind) three times, so its probably me.

[Jbro]

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[Matt Foley]

I'm the Navin Johnson of mine.

[PanthaSan]

My younger brother.

Quit school. Got him a Union job. He used the money to move in with 2 strippers and buy a sweet '63 Impala fully restored. Got kicked out by the strippers and now lives rent free with my sister, totally unemployed and spends his few waking hours hanging with the boys.

Hmmmmm......I guess it's good to be the black sheep.

[charlotte49er]

Pretty sure I might be the black sheep in some ways.

I was until my Sister pulled her stunt back in the mid 80's. In one day, I went from Sinner to Saint! Thanks Sis!

My Sister had one "B" all throughout school (And that she thought was the end of the world!)

I was a slacker, maybe head slacker, all thought out school. I wanted to go into the Marines out of High School, but my Father talked me into going to college. After failing to get into more than on college on my SAT scores, Indiana State welcomed me with open arms! In 4 years I went from head slacker to almost a perfect 4.0! (Who knew all I needed was to get away from my Sister's perfect shadow?)

Graduated from ISU with honors & Dean's List! Instead of going to work for the same company that all the males had before me, that left me outside to my Father. (If I wasn't already.) I go to work for IBM as an engineer. Then to make matters worse, IBM has no union! (My Father was this HUGE union guy! He figured I would be too! Maybe even rise up in the ranks!)

My only marriage lasted all of 6 months and ended up with her getting an annulment! Neither of which sat well with the parents. I was supposed to be cranking out babies by then! (Married in mid-s20's. She was more excited in being engaged/married because all her college friends were. We were more "hang out buddies" than we were in love.)

I sent too much free with working on my photography and not enough time

doing something "worth while." (Even though I spent a lot of my vacation time visiting my Parents) After my marriage dissolved, I dated a woman 10 years older than I was. Again, my Parents didn't approve. (The age and the fact that we were free to date other people as well.)

All this time, my perfect Sister got married, cheated on her Husband. Finally got divorced, got remarried and had a baby girl. (All was forgiven from my Parents when they got a grandchild, so she went back into their good graces, faster than water through a down spout. She gave them 2 more grand-daughters to my "zero".

But in a matter of 24 hours, I went from Sinner :reddevil: to Saint! :angelsad2: LOL

My Parents had just gotten back form a vacation to Russia. They got a call from my Brother in Law that they had a huge fight and my Sister had tore out of the house and left him and their 3 girls. They got in their car and drove to their house, an hour drive.) to take care of the children. My BIL was drunk, having downed a bottle of Jack! When My Mom asked what the fight was about, my BIL handed letters from her Boyfriend to her. Turns out the last girl wasn't his, it was their Married minister who my Sainted Sister was having an affair with! (Bingo! I just got instant, "Get out of Jail Free" card! :hurray:)

My Mom finds out from reading the letters, that not only was their 3rd Daughter the Minister's, but she and her long time girlfriend, had a 3 way with the guy! (In my best "Stewie" voice. "Whaaaaaaaat?")

After about 4 days, they finally find her. She was staying with her GF and her Husband. My Sister and BIL go to counseling, and kind of work things out. During counseling, (How my Parents knew this, is anyone's guess.) She blames my Parents for all her "troubles" because they gave her everything she wanted. And she learned that beautiful women get things easier and don't have to work as hard.

Minister and his wife take a new position in a church in Florida. (Not far from where my Sister and BIL vacationed every Summer! )

:party: Happy Dance! I can feel it, can you? LOL

I still never won my Father over. I guess it was the "His Little Girl" thing. (He never read the letters.) He never approved of just about anything I ever did. But he learned to "tolerate" me, so that was OK.

When Hugo hit in 1989, I was without power, phone, cable, you name it. I called them from a payphone to get them to send me a Care Package. The first words out of my Father's mouth were, "Why the Hell are you calling collect?" When I explained to the that we were hit by a hurricane and I needed them to send "D" sized batteries & some candles, ASAP. He was like, "Go buy them down there!" I tried to explain to them that all the other million+ people were doing the same thing! So my Mom went around the town and put together a package and sent it Express Mail to me. (Thanks, Mom!)

So then almost a year later, I'm in Saudi Arabia during Desert Shield. ("Civilian Contractor"!) I need another care package! (At least this time I didnt' call collect!) I ask them to send me some Gold Bond powder. My Father's response was, "Go buy it yourself!" I explained to him that I didn't see any Gold Bond. And that it was 112 degrees in the f'ing shade! I was sweating in places I didnt' know I had! His response, "SO?" Again, my Mom comes thru and sends me several bottles of Gold Bond! (Thanks again, Mom!)

Someone had a post about Tiger Woods falling fast? My sister fell so fast, she didn't even leave skid marks! LOL

[dimbee]

My sister is a doctor. My brother is computer geek of the highest level.

I don't know if I'm the black sheep, per se, but I am the one of my siblings who has had the most fun in my life.

Now that I think of it, my brother is gay, so I guess some would say he's the black sheep of the family, but I don't agree.