My Family..

The wide-spread laughter raging from our mouths, the loud Karaoke songs being played multiple times, and of course, the smell of Alcohol and BBQ in the air. The sad thing is that we don't know when to stop, we don't have the ability to discontinue our outrageous singing, and conversations that don't involve anyone but the one's with the alcoholic beverages in they're hands (or feet). I do feel rather sorry for the people who have to be consumed in the great madness of my family.

We may be crazy, but at least we know how to have a good time, even in the worst circumstances.
And we try to get people out of themselves, even if they don't want to.

Thank you dear Osborn's, for the courage to speak, even when nobody wants to listen.