We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in the dungeon for whatever it was that we did wrong. What we did WAS wrong. But we think you’re crazy to make us write this essay telling you who we think we are. What do you care? You see us as you want to see us…in the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. You see us as a a disorganized and disfunctional group of Memphians that have now spread across the country and world, as a group that once had nothing in common and even today struggle to find common ground, as a family that both loves and hates it’s own depending on the day of the week and the alcohol involved.  Correct? That’s the way we see each other too, and that’s the way we like it. 

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