My wife’s weird uncle

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At another dinner he asks me what my diet regime is like (I had lost some weight). He then proceeds to tell me that he’s been following paleo really strictly as I watch him buttering a roll and eating it. I am yet to ascertain if he was fucking with me or not.

Less funny and more just mental, he also lost his driving license for going on a bender and driving down the wrong side of the freeway. My theory is he has the jetski because rivers don’t have lanes. He caught a fish.

I came to check it out in the fish prep hut. He yells at me to not come closer repeatedly as if I was in grave danger. I get closer and it’s two little bass about 12 inches each.

He then shows me how to fillet it and he’s actually very good although I’m nervous seeing him with a knife. He then chucks the guts into the river despite multiple signs saying not to because it attracts otters. I like otters.

I’ll give him more fish in the future. At the camp, a car pulls up. A woman gets out with her baby.

Carmichael takes the baby into the lake and baptises it and hands it back to the woman. The woman leaves. None of us know who she is and Carmichael isn’t a minister.

Also the lake now has fish guts in it. He just now drove his car to the dock to go to his jetski. His cabin is 20 metres away.

He sped as fast as he could. It still would have been quicker to walk.