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Our household takes Thanksgiving very seriously. I have a strong sense of tradition and I insist that I am able to carry out my ritual every year with NO variance. It goes like this:
I get up early, wake and bake, listen to Alice's restaurant several times, watch the parade with the kids, granny calls to tell me i'm watching the wrong parade, my wife gets up around 10 or 11, i sneak down to the basement for more ganj, then we go to my mom's house, i fillup on nuts, gerkhin pickles and cheese spreads so that i'm already stuffed by the time dinner is set. Then i eat 2 plates anyway. Next I leave the table early because the Cowboys game has started, nod off and snore loudly at half time, wake up for some coffee and pie, unbutton my jeans, finish watching the cowboys win, gloat to the eagles fans in the house. drive home as soon as possible because my wife can only tolerate about 4 hours of my mom ( matter-anti matter relationship) put the kids in bed, smoke more pot and fall asleep on the couch.
These traditions keep you rooted in the real world and remind us of what is truly important in our lives: Pot, Food, and Football.
Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone!
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