Prelude
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This page is dedicated completely to my family or "The Funny Farm", as I like to call it. When ya step foot in this house, it would be smart to arm yourself with anything from a spork to a hippo tranquilizer...
(warning)
This page is dedicated completely to my family or "The Funny Farm", as I like to call it. When ya step foot in this house, it would be smart to arm yourself with anything from a spork to a hippo tranquilizer...
![]() | This little bugger is my brother. As hard as it is to believe, he actually might be the smartest in the family. Deep down, past his uh......."tranquil" appearance and all his reading for fun, lies a demon, err I mean, genius.
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![]() | The man you see before you is not your run-of-the-mill "Put a cabbage leaf on my head!" kinda Dad. No, this is my dad Bob, the kinda dad that can put up with anything this family can concoct and ,trust me, that's sayin something...
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The one we see here on the left is known as "Tate's Mom", or more commonly as "Beanie". One Craaaazy lady and one heck of a mom. Her few remaining strips of sanity is what binds the "sack of Loonies" we call a family, together.
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![]() | This funny ol' fart to the left here is my grandpa. Legend has it that this old Korean war veteran took down three jet fighters with just his bald head and his hands tied behind his back! haha My Grandpa can be seen cruisin around mount hope on his golf cart or playin the slot machine he got for his birthday. He's an onrey old man and a perdy darn good one at that.
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