I FUCKING LOVE MY FAMILY!!!

Meet my family. Weeeeee.

Don't let my Aunt Tourette's good looks fool you. She is a man-eater, as well as a bleach-drinker.

This is my family. I am the bundle of evil in the crib. Two years after this picture was taken I killed my portly brother, and was excommunicated from my family, being left to live in a train yard.

This was my brother Dumbo right before I killed him. After this RATT concert, he was invited back stage to meet the band. To his dismay, no one was backstage except for his 3 year old brother wielding a paintball gun filled with bouncy balls. It didn't kill him but it was funny. He died later that night after his humongous ears ate his pain-inducing face.

This is my Uncle Dances with Asian Boys and his wife who he gave too much GHB to that night.

This is my Grampa Grizzly who has an unfettered appetite for Chamomile tea.

OH NO, the baby goat escaped from his cage. Shoot it, Shoot it.

HAHAHAHAHA