Lageschulte
If you have a Lageschulte, you’re either very lucky or very doomed. They’ll love you to death, but only after they curse you and your whole family.
My sister is a Lageschulte. She has a back like a broken bridge and a stomach like a garbage pit. I love her to death. Also, I’m cursed.
My friend is a Lageschulte. She yells at me for eating too much pizza and has a back that sounds like a war zone. I love her to death. Also, I’m doomed.
My dad is a Lageschulte. He screams at the TV and has a back like a broken car. I love him to death. Also, I’m tired.