Rich, you ain't seen hairy until you've met my brother's fiance, The Yeti. I'm terrified that the two of them are going to end up stuck together like hook-pile fastener and need an intervention. If I didn't care so much about my mother's mental health I would give The Yeti a bottle of Nair and a Daisy razor some Christmas.

Reminds me of the Bigfoot skit by Eddie Murphy.

"Goonie-Goo-Goo!"

TOTALLY!!!! Every time we see her at a family function Rug and I look at each other and whisper "gooney goo goo" and then giggle like third graders.

It doesn't help that she is a member of the FBC and nearly 6 feet tall. There is nothing wrong with a big woman, or a plain woman, but then for Pete's sake at least sheer yourself once in awhile! The only explaination I can come up with is that my brother is afraid to come out of the closet and she is as close to a man as he can get without giving himself away. Either that or she can breathe through her nose really well.

Suppose they breed?

The baby will be like cousin It from the Addams family.

"den he slammed his head down in the water and he came up with a fish........and you know what he said to me?"

"gooney goo goo..........what the f is gooney goo goo.

I shaved my face to hide the grey and now I look like a lesbian.

^LOL!

PLEASE don't tell me that you look like Bruce Jenner.

Rich, Cousin It would be too petite. An offspring of my brother and the Yeti would look more like Andre the Giant, but with more hair. BLECH!