N1C9R
A distant relative so far back you might as well be a stranger who also happens to be your ancestor. Like your great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandparent or grandchild.
My N1C9R is so old, they probably remember when the moon was just a rumor.
I’m related to this guy. He’s my N1C9R. I don’t even know how to say that without crying.
My N1C9R is so far back, they might’ve been alive when dinosaurs were still annoyed.