That area contained what are officially known in Armed Forces nomenclature as tread marks.I recoiled, I hope, and said something that might’ve sounded like “gaaccch.” I do remember said cousin giving me one of those looks that said, “Only a Gamecock could be so dumb.”Anyhow, several of my cousins have offered to come down and embark on some rear-end whooping sprees, should those ever be needed by any of us hobbit- sized Whittens – just so you domestic terrorists know.Standings after five weeks: PMFL Minister of Tractor Parts Mike Clark, who has groupies, remains in first place by a game with 15 misses to date. Lawrence Butler is in second a game back with 16 misses. Former Bryan County News Assistant Editor Ted “Michigan State” O’Neil is in third all by himself with 18 misses so far. Richmond Hill City Clerk Dawnne Greene – like Ted, she’s alright for a yankee – is tied for fourth with yours truly with 19 misses. I’m in exalted company, since Dawnne has won this thing a time or two. There’s a big logjam at fifth, with the aforementioned Mike Brown, who turned 107 by the time I started writing this paragraph, Pembroke Mafia CEO B.J. Joe s Adventures is a DLC about Joe Barbaro.It occurred to me that if ever a bunch of domestic terrorists come hunting me I can turn to my cousins up in Upstate, South Carolina.That’s because while my particular limb of the Whitten family shrub has tended toward the runty side, my extended family has some serious girth to it.I have various degrees of cousins up around Clemson and beyond, some of whom (or is it who?) are the size of snack vending machines, and one of who (or is it whom?) used to have to take the bench seats out of his pickups in order to fit inside.Yep. He replaced them with lawnchairs, and drove around like that for a while, cruising around Clemson on a lawnchair. It was one of the dangdest things I ever saw. He kind of reminded me of one of those giant bears they train to ride tricycles, except he was in a Dodge. Which reminds me of a story.Some years back I was at an aunt’s house up there and one of my then-unmarried giant cousins living at home told me to come into his room and have a seat so we could catch up on family goings on while he played Grand Theft Auto or something.His room was like my office, a tad cluttered.
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