The durnedest thing

One of my cousins who just recently acquired a computer has been going hog-wild with the genealogy thing. He's ran one of the family branches back to 1645... Scotland of all places. Galloway to be a bit more precise. But that isn't the weird part. I have a Scottish peer in my ancestry, at least according to what he's found. I'm not positive about this, because some of the birth/death dates don't jibe with what I've found in my digging (ain't google a wonderful thang?) the past couple of days, but still it's 300 years ago.

At any rate, I'll admit I thought it was funny as hell.

And all this time I thought we'uns was poor white trash.