Nothing like a little distorted family history. My sister still tells the story of how I accidentally hit her with a golf club 30 years ago as if I picked up the thing and swung it at her head like the damn Godfather. And I can tell that she actually believes it.
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Nothing like a little distorted family history. My sister still tells the story of how I accidentally hit her with a golf club 30 years ago as if I picked up the thing and swung it at her head like the damn Godfather. And I can tell that she actually believes it.