Meet the Snooker Cousins
Today, you get to meet the Snooker cousins because I created more of them yesterday.
The middle guy is Uncle something Snooker. He’s kind of creepy or weird or something. His wife left him. She left the son too, because he doesn’t fall too far from the crazy tree. Or something. I don’t know the family dynamics yet. I just drew these guys last night.
Then there is Uncle something Snooker’s father, whose the slightly demented brother of Grandma Snooker. Yes, Grandma Snooker was a Snooker before she married Grandpa Snooker. But, it’s okay because they were distant cousins. It’s a small town they live in, but not small enough that there’s too much in-marrying.
So, anyway, here are the Snooker cousins who, as you might imagine, are kind of the dark sheep of the family. But, they live in the same town, so there’s no avoiding them.
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The Snooker cousins are creeping me out. They make an excellent argument against inbreeding.