Kissing Cousins

Bud and I were discussing family relationships with my little old Cousin Kat from a small village in the Blue Ridge Mountains.  She was born a Perkins, married a Perkins, and explained there was another group of Perkins living in the same small area, explaining they were all unrelated.

“Weren’t you and your husband and the other Perkins family at least distantly related?”

“Oh no.  We are all descended from different brothers.”

“Oh.”