Reply #8: My mother shot Kennedy, but no one believes me. [View All]

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She lived down the street from Oswald in New Orleans, she was engaged to a Cuban who left her to fight the Revolution (not sure which side), and my dad's father was a Mason (well, okay, his front was that he was the maintenance guy at the Masonic Lodge in New Orleans, but come on, it's pretty obvious he was really the guy in charge). Plus, my grandmother's family had deep mob connections (well, just her uncle who they found him floating in the River with multiple stab wounds). And my grandmother worked for McKenzie's Bakery in the shop that's now the Creole Creamery (I'm not sure how that's connected, but it obviously is).

And my mother says she doesn't remember where she was when Kennedy was shot--if that's good enough to convict George Bush, it's good enough to convict my mother.