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youthere Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-15-07 11:11 AM
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Who is the oddest person you remember when you were growing up?
We had a woman named Velma who was nice enough, but a little "off". I remember that she had no teeth, and she didn't bathe very often. She would come visit and steal the toilet paper roll from the bathroom. She'd shove the whole roll down the back of her pants. Sometimes the loose end of the roll would be hanging out her waistband. She used to scratch her crotch all the time and then sniff her fingers.
She was odd.
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youthere Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-15-07 12:00 PM
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1. Oh come on! I'm not letting this one sink..cough up some stories!
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azmouse Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-15-07 12:07 PM
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2. I lived way out in the country so there weren't too many
odd people around... other than my own family. :)

But I do remember an old man who walked all over the area and he would stop and pray near our trash cans. It was almost like he was using them as an altar.

That's all I can think of.
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bleedingheart Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-15-07 12:07 PM
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3. my entire family...they could have charged admission to our family reunions
it was full of oddballs.

My aunt, once a great beauty, who was the queen of alcoholics...she thought bleach would cure anything that ailed you. (although she never drank it) and perhaps she was right...she died in her late sixties and had gorgeous skin...although I wouldn't recommend that for anyone.
She also flushed her indoor toilets with buckets of lysol water....I kid you not.
She was fun though..taught me how to play cards and how to play craps. She saved up a coffee tin full of quarters so we could bet with real money....she was quite a lady.
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youthere Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-15-07 12:57 PM
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4. The bleach thing...that's my mom!
She bleaches anything and everything. I remember my brother and I going to school with the knees of our jeans white because she would put bleach on the grass stains. My mother has an obsession with white underwear too. Oddly enough, she doesn't use bleach on them...she uses whitewall cleaner for tires.
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La Lioness Priyanka Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-15-07 12:59 PM
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5. ewww, and i am eating lunch!
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Phillycat Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-15-07 01:03 PM
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6. I went to school with a girl named June.
This is when I lived in the suburbs. She was a Mennonite, but her parents let her attend public school. She used to come to school in the morning dressed in the Mennonite gear, then go into the girl's bathroom and put on some of the most ill-fitting, wrinkled, dirty regular teen's clothes you've ever seen. All were 10 years out of style. Then she would use half a can of Aqua net hairspray (this was the 80's) and do her hair, which was always greasy and dirty. She was also just really strange, totally socially akward, had no idea how to interact with anyone. I feel sorry for her now, she was probably terrified and just wanted to fit in.
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swag Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-15-07 01:04 PM
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7. Probably the babysitter who masturbated in front of me.
He was an odd duck.
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ronnykmarshall Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-15-07 01:13 PM
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8. There were these two brothers ..
They were both crazy. They used to take blankets and roll themselves up in them and played what they called "enchilada", but they were pretending to be the Supremes in tight dresses.

Oh wait, that was my brother and ME!
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HarukaTheTrophyWife Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-15-07 01:22 PM
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9. My grandfather's bookie.
His name was Herbie. He smelled weird.
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Strawman Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-15-07 02:17 PM
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10. Probably my one great aunt
Edited on Thu Feb-15-07 02:20 PM by Strawman
Poor thing. She was just really strange. I'm sure she had OCD, paranoia and some other undiagnosed mental illnesses. After she passed, my mom and her cousin had to go to her apartment to get rid of her stuff. My aunt saved every hairnet she ever wore. They were tagged with dates and short anecdotes. Hundreds of them in her drawers.

She was the relative that nobody wanted to be cornered by at gatherings. The adults (especially her siblings) weren't too sensitive to her obvious illness. She just made them uncomfortable, so she was to be avoided. My one great uncle, her brother-in-law used drop by once a week or so to take her shopping and make sure she was ok after her husband and then another friend who was her companion passed. Everyone else just avoided her. I think it was a pretty bad example that alot of the adults in my family set with regards to their treatment of her. They weren't mean. They just basically neglected her because she made them uncomfortable. They didn't want to deal with her.

She had a memory like a trap, and loved to watch sports. At one funeral, she rattled every statistic imaginable about the Utah Jazz (she was a big fan for some reason - we live in Detroit) to me and my dad who were both kind of amazed to hear this 70 something woman rattle off Karl Malone's turnover to assists ratio. Another year she made a drive by around Xmas and left each of us, my sister, me, (both teenagers) and my parents (who were in their 40's then) slipper socks with $5 scotch-taped to them, "balled up" in tin foil on our porch.
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catmandu57 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-15-07 03:12 PM
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11. Mr. Freeman
He was a shell shocked world war II vet, an alcoholic and very colorful, he used to wonder around outside with a wash cloth on his heads yelling oooof.
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