Boy, entering kitchen and lifting lid from pot on stove: "What's this?"
Mother, wiping hands on apron: "It's named for your cousin - Stew."
Boy, replacing lid: "Smells more like it should be named for Uncle Ralph."
Not a real member - just an ordinary guy who appreciates being able to hang around and say something once in awhile.
Happily Trapped In the Past (Thanks, Joe)
Not only a less than minimally educated person, but stupid and out of touch as well.
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