Relations?

Uncle + Humor = This.

My uncle and I were walking down the road and encountered a small group of people.

“Are you lost?” My uncle asked.

“Yes.” A woman said. “Can you help us find McArther Road?”

“Sure,” I say. “We’ll take you there.” As we were walking, we all got to talking and eventually came upon this subject.

“Are you two related?” A woman asked.

“Yes, He is my 15^th uncle, twice removed, with a penny, a squash, and a buckle.” I replied in a jumble.

“HUH?” Everyone was looking at me oddly.

“Most of the family loves buttons, but for him, it’s buckles.” I smiled.

            “So, you are related,” A man said, quickly changing the subject. “You look it.”

“Should I be offended?” I asked, look at him.

            “Hey!” My uncle interjected. “I’ll have you know I’m very good looking.”

“I’m sorry, sir. I can neither confirm nor deny that statement.” Suffice it to say, the onlookers had a good laugh, as my uncle and I where a little busy. (J)

Author's Note

Please excuse anything you find offensive. All of my works are completely fiction, nothing in ANY of my stories actually happened. Thank you for reading.