Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember the existence of Anita, my late aunt who did have some likable qualities, even if she was somewhat of a scatterbrained chatterbox. I never claimed to be richer or poorer than them, so I cannot begin to understand why I should be expected to discuss with the general public the many faults of my extended family members, but on the other hand it becomes obvious that Anita did nothing or was not effective in correcting that the insolence of her murderous children. They thought it was a pickle but it was really a jalapeño. But you are obviously not related to us, or you would know not to take them so seriously. They are in one ear and out the other, with nothing much inside. Needless to say.