Yeah, so, Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday.
It doesn’t require you buy gifts for anyone. You just sit around, drink wine, talk shit and stuff yourself with delicious food. Sounds like heaven to me.
We have a lot to be thankful for in the Manstracy household. No one here has cancer anymore. We produced a healthy spawn, who is damn, damn, DAMN cute. Homer is all good. We’ve got a roof over our heads, cable TV and a refrigerator full of food. We’ve got it pretty good.
We’re heading out to my parents’ place for Thanksgiving. My mom will set up tables in The Man’s Ego Room, which is filled with mounted animals from all over the world. There’s nothing quite like eating turkey while a dead turkey on the wall watches you.
Happy Thanksgiving, folks!