Forumonderwerp · 13816
Many, many years ago when I was twenty-three, I got married to a widow who was pretty as could be. This widow had a grown up daughter who had hair of red. My father fell in love with her, and soon the two were wed. This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life. My daughter was my mother, for she became my father's wife. To complicate the matters worse, although it brought me joy. I soon became the father of a bouncing baby-boy. My little baby then became a brother-in-law to dad. And so became my uncle, thought is made me very sad. For if he was my uncle, then that also made him brother to the widow's grown-up daughter who, of course, was my stepmother. Father's wife then had a son, who kept them on the run. And he became my grandson, for he was my daughter's son. My wife is now my mother's mother and it make me blue. Because, although she is my wife, she's my grandma too. If my wife is my grandmother, then I am her grandchild. And every time I think of it, it simply drives me wild. For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw. As the husband of my grandmother, I am my own grandpa!!!
hee t rijmt hehehe :d
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ah dit is dus de goede topic?

hier gaat niets of niemand fout?
haha ik kende hem al..
je moet er echt niet over na gaan denken dan word je echt helemaal gek hoor
SOOOOO, heb t wl ff drie keer moeten lezen hoor!! :vaag:

En je moet er idd niet over na gaan denken neej heheheh.... :)