sometimes a family is just you, your brain damaged boss, your husband, your husbands queen obsessed car, your husbands emotionally abused plants, and someone literally to good for this world('ello, 'ello, 'ello,) and the five children you adopted, and a prophesional descendant and her boyfriend, and a woman you briefly possessed and her grubby husband, and The Two Lesbians Across the Street