This Is My Blood.

Oh, the blood that's in me. When I turned 20, my father offered me a custom made family tree with tons of documentation to back it up. Well in case you're wondering, the Naud clan is 13 generations strong.

This ancestry is purely french, cherie (strangely enough, not even a single Irish got in the gene pool). After a long, hard and depressing look at the mirror, there was no way this could be true.

Even though I have caucasian written all over, you can tell I have feats from another world. This is when I stumbled on a name in the tree. Genevieve Marie Ste. Marie. My conviction is firm. That sounds like a native that was force-converted to catholicism and force-mated (that's an alternative way we found for saying raped). Francois Nau, you son of a bitch.

Other irregularity, how come there are three women bearing the name Cloutier only a few generations apart in the same family tree? Was inbreeding common from 1743 until 1865?

My genes are a mess.

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