<p>sure</p>
<p>People have come up to my family numerous times begging us to seek treatment for my uncles. However, we have had to explain to them that there is nothing wrong, and that they are just sort of like perpetual children who never learned how to be responsible and sensible. </p>
<p>For instance, I have an uncle named Robert who resides in Texas. He’s my idol, and that scares me. Throughout the years, I have witnessed many of his stunts. Although he is probably the funniest person I know, I have seen how he has actions have lost him his job, his wife, his wife, and his friends. A few years ago, my family flew out to him for the holidays. We decided to go to see the Houston Rockets play on Christmas Eve. My uncle said that he had left his car at the stadium from the following weekend, so we took a cab to the game. After the game was finished, he started wandering aimlessly around the parking lot trying to find his car. He came across a brand new BMW with the doors unlocked and the keys inside. He convinced us that it actually was his car, so we got into the car. When we were about halfway back to his house, he admitted to us that it was not his car. So here our family was, driving home on Christmas Eve in a stolen car. When my uncle got near his house, he thought it would be fun to let my cousin Tommy help drive the stolen car. The problem was that Tommy was four at the time, and within a few seconds, he managed to crash the car into a tree. We weren’t going that fast, so nobody was hurt, but the car was dented. After that, my uncle decided that he should drive more carefully, and when we reached his house, he parked the car on his lawn. However, he forgot that the septic tank was broken, and that the lawn was flooded. The car became stuck, and he was unable to get it out, so he left it in overnight. The next day, we found the owner’s ID, and he came to get the car. He was very angry, and he needed a tow truck to get the car out, but since it was Christmas he decided not to press any charges. The next 4th of July, we flew back out to Texas and took my uncle back into Houston to see the fireworks. My dad knew somebody who had an apartment in Houston with a view of the fireworks. They were having a party, so we stayed there. My uncle had too much to drink, and when the fireworks started, he climbed off of the balcony and decided walk around the entire building on the one foot ledge. When he got 30 feet away from the balcony, he looked down and realized that he was on the 20th floor, and he refused to move. We had to call the police to get him down. They needed a cherry picker to get him off of the building. </p>
<p>My other uncle, who lives in New York, is not so strange, but he has had his share of events. One Christmas, our family went to the mall to get photos of Santa. My uncle had too much to drink, and he got into a fight with the mall Santa Claus about the prices of the pictures. Instead of arguing that the prices were too high, he walked over to Santa, pulled off the faked beard, and exposed to all of the children that the Santa was a fake. When mall security asked him to leave, he jumped into the fountain and began picking up quarters, claiming that the mall was stealing his money. That same Christmas, we decided to have dinner at my uncle’s house. There was a huge blizzard, and when the snow plow came down the street, he ran outside with a bullhorn, jumped up onto the snowplow, and began yelling for all of the children to come outside. After a few children gathered around the snow plow, he tried to make them sing about how Mr. Abby was an idiot. Apparently, the two had gotten into an argument about the weather, and they made a bet about whether or not it would snow. My uncle refused to get off of the snow plow until Mr. Abby came outside and paid him five dollars. When Mr. Abby didn’t come outside, the man in the snow plow ended up giving my uncle five dollars to get off of the snow plow.<br>
In conclusion, I have grown up with some of the most bizarre people that I ever hope to know. </p>
<p>However, they never seemed to break my family up. They always found a way to start a conversation to unite us, making the family bonds stronger, and I love them for that.</p>