Holy Cow! Thanksgiving is less than 24 hours away!
We will gather together to feast on, turkey, taters, dressing and more. Football games and family chatter will soon follow, along with frequent belching and gaseous expulsions.
The engorgement will continue unabated, frequent ramblings by Uncle Joe, along with that annoying cousin Bob who cannot stop coughing without covering his mouth. Aunt Martha reminds us for the fourteenth time of her recent bowel resection in graphic detail. Cousin Marty brought his girlfriend and they have not stopped pawing each other since the entered the house.
Little Tommy likes to sock his little sister resulting in her running screaming to her mommy about once an hour. The dog jumped up on the table before everone else and robbed the turkey of one leg before anyone could stop him. And there is the cat, evil feline intent on continuing torturing the dog by sitting nearby and staring with that evil look. The doorbell rings and it's the police, they have recieved reports of gunfire in the neighborhood, turns out Uncle Bob was in the back yard trying to shoot squirrels with his 357 Magnum, in between coughing jags I think.
AHHH yes Thanksgiving with the family, a fine tradition.
Maybe this year I'll go to Denny's!