I'd eat that. I like the thanksgiving dinner crock pot casserole also.
It's a heck of a pie!
I'd eat that. I like the thanksgiving dinner crock pot casserole also.
It's a heck of a pie!
I read it as reparation instructions. Niggers been throwing around that word a lot lately that and equity.
I love it, equity… let’s all pretend it means help niggers. We’ve always been at war with oceana,2+2=5! Lgb!
What nigger faggot, negro?
You know who it was. Dark skin, monkey face, First Lady with a clit like a turkey neck…
Your family is happy and cozy.
Snuggled up in their warm sweaters.
Your drunk uncle is watching a TV screen, yelling at football, but you forgive him for being who he is.
You mother, or maybe grandmother, is in the kitchen with all your aunts, all arguing with each other over which dish to put in the oven first and at what temperature to do it at so everything will come out all at once.
And you see children around you, playing. Some in the living room, some in the yard. All raising hell while adults are trying to relax or cook.
And then, you feel at peace for a brief moment.
Before opening up your eyes and seeing it was all a dream.
You haven't had a normal Thanksgiving since 2019.
Family does not matter. You won't have family Thanksgiving again. You're dead to them and they are dead to you.
Sometimes I think I should've just gone with the flow.
It started off so nice, like child’s Christmas in whales… such is life. All I care about is my wife and daughter. While I’m a subpar husband and father, I’d lovingly die to preserve their happiness.
I have never seen a normal Thanksgiving. Both sides of my family are dysfunctional like a mother fucker.
nah my thanksgivings are still like that
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