Happens every holiday. You get so excited about stuffing your face, that you forget that someone is here that wants to say grace. I’m sure God will understand.
Thanksgiving is a lot like Christmas except you don’t get presents for holding in your family rage. It’s just a lot of food, family, and drama.
Just think… If the Indians had given the Pilgrims a donkey instead of a turkey, we’d all be getting a piece of ass this Thanksgiving!
I’m very happy and I think I may be the one for me. All I need is TV and a drink and I’m happy. What else is there?