N1C7R

My N1C7R is so far back I don’t even know if they like pizza.

I think my N1C7R is the reason why my family tree looks like a tangled mess.

My N1C7R probably doesn’t even know my name, and that’s a shame.

My N1C7R is so far gone, they might be the reason my grandpa’s pants don’t fit.

I swear my N1C7R is why my family fights over the last slice of cake.

My N1C7R is so far back, they might’ve been alive during the Roman Empire.

My N1C7R is so far removed, they probably don’t even remember your great-grandma’s face.

I think my N1C7R is why my family has so many weird traditions.

My N1C7R is so far back, they might’ve been the one who started the whole feud with the neighbor’s family.

My N1C7R is so far away, they might be the reason my grandpa’s hair looks like a raccoon’s nest.

I think my N1C7R is why my family tree is so complicated it’s like a maze.

My N1C7R is so far back, they might’ve been alive during the Dark Ages.

My N1C7R is so far back, they might’ve taken my grandma’s dessert without asking.

I think my N1C7R is why my family tree is so long it could wrap around the planet.

My N1C7R is so far removed, they might’ve been the one who started the whole family drama.

My N1C7R is so far back, they might’ve been the one who confused my grandpa’s brain.

I think my N1C7R is why my family has so many weird stories.

My N1C7R is so far away, they might’ve been alive when dinosaurs roamed the Earth.