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On twitter jenn is now saying that for a cat that had to have an emergency spay, freyja just had two kittens. upon looking up older photographs of the original cat, this cat is nothing like the pictures. the markings are different, and the eye shape is different. she is even trying to get a ‘refund’ for a spay ‘that didn’t happen. ‘she also wants compensation for the kittens!

Dan came home from jail and he would do nothing around the house. his attitude of being better than us grew stronger. we were under the impression that he was a manager at an upscale restaurant, but it was a burger king. ok, not a problem, but don’t sit there and compare your 40 hour a week job to my husbands 90+ hour a week trucking job where he must do hard physical labor (hooking and unhooking large hoses, climbing on to top of the sand can/box to open the doors that needed opening, not to mention the maintained pre-trip logs a diesel engine takes). dan was also the most ablest person I have ever met, for someone that supposedly has mental disorders and physical disabilities. he would tell me that I would have to power through and do what needs to be done. finally, one night I snapped and said, “that’s rich coming from the man that sleeps all day and refuses to get a job.” he could have gotten a job at the gas industry sitting in a guard shack making $10 a hour, but no he wouldn’t do that because of the fatigue of his muscles would go through. yet he could [censored] his wife, play video games all night long and sleep all day. they expected my children to be quiet during day time hours and finally I had enough. I think my breaking point was when he was too busy sitting his lazy [censored] in front of my desktop that he took over (I still have it) and told my children to leave him alone because they were asking for goodnight hugs and kisses. for two people that tried to say that we were family, you do not treat children like that. and this became more and more of a problem. all they did was [censored] about the free ride they were getting and now that ride has come to an end, so they remain silent. whenever my boys would do something that I didn’t catch (I have to pee sometime.) or they didn’t like they would smack their hands and scream at them. jenn especially would swat them. finally one day a few days before we kicked her out, one of the boys tripped and accidentally kicked one of the cats on their way down and she spanked them right on the spot because she was going through with drawls. I cuddled them and explained that it was an accident and from now on I would handle my own kids since she didn’t have hers anymore. the worse her withdraw was at the moment the worse she would treat my children. the boys began acting out more and more and with plans already in place for us to move it was only a matter of time to make sure they were kept safe.

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Idk if this happens commonly or if i am just very very unlucky. My father passed away 9 years before my mother. When she passed it was time to clean out the home they lived in for over 30 years of a 60 year marriage. My father took his camera with him all over the world in the military. Still camera and 8mm. Boxes and boxes of slides and reels. I simply saved them and set them aside for later. I got time months later and got one of those 35mm slide to jpg scanners and just ground thru them. When i got them all scanned i got a later chance to prop my feet up and go thru them. Amongst all the widespread scenery and travel and cool vintage moments i stumble across pics of my mother. Many of them simple poses in many places, mostly outdoors, she was actually a modestly attractive classic pinup type. But then i run into the lingerie shots. And then the tasteful n u d e s indoors and outdoors. And then the real shocker. On any scale my mother was the classic church going uppity prudish b**** woth zero tolerance for bawdy or suggestive behavior or language. Hell sometimes i would say something crude just to push her uptight buttons. You would not believe how bent out of shape she got when she found evidence of my first s** dream on the sheets. Or at least what i ever saw from her was that way.

But i see hundreds of shots that are full bore graphic. Nothing artful about them. Spread shots, bendovers, hands between her legs, and then actually having s**. But in none of them is my father the man she is havimg s** with. He was obviously behind the camera. Some of them? A minister i recognize because she used to drag me to church all the time. Neighbors or friends of my parents that i remember. . It just kept piling on. Shots of my mother having lesbian s** with my aunt, my father’s older sister. Shots of my mother with other women i dont recognize, shots of my aunt with some of the same women. Shots of my mother with multiple men. Def did not wake up that or any day expecting or wanting to see pics of my mother getting spitroasted or used by a group of men and pretty much looking like she is having a grand time. When i do manage to force myself to power thru them all, hypocrtically, my parents were both moderately racist, but the handful that did have my father in them? He was having s** with a few different women, all african american women, except for one woman. His f****** sister, the same aunt i saw shots of my mother having s** with.

The s***** part was having to go through all of them because i did not want to risk losing family photos or memories or history that were NOT my parents’ s** escapades. At that point i accepted that the stack of 8mm movies might be similar. And i was right. The huge majority of them were my mother and the various random men my mother was having s** with, but some of the men were not in the still shot stack. No decent family movies at all sadly, the whole lot except 3 of the 8mm were either my mother and who tf knows who the men were, or great, a lesbian movie with my same aunt. The 3 exceptions? A mix of my parents doing foursomes with two diff couples. Both of those couples i knew/ remembered as family friends, i had grown up with their kids. In both cases wife swapping with my parents. And the crown jewel…..obviously sarcastically….my dad with my mother and aunt.

Look don,t get me wrong, i am nowhere near a prude, we all have our little quirks and kinks. I am not judging any of them, it was theie thing to do. I confess i had a few queasy reactions because the stills and movies span a time from before i or my sister were even born, to a time when we were mid 30s, which put my parents and aunt in their 70s. Hell i hope i am still having s** when i am that age.

By the time i was done, i had one focus…..there was not a condom in sight in any of it. Was my father actually my father? Is my sister my full sister or half sister? Do i have half siblings i dont even know somewhere? How glad am i that i have never done the spit in a tube ancestry or 23 and me thing, because i do not want to fall into that vortex of doom?