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11-27-2014, 09:42 AM
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bear where have u been!!!! happy thanksgiving to all
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11-27-2014, 11:19 AM
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happy Thanksgiving to all
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11-27-2014, 07:48 PM
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Happy Turkey Day*BURP*!!
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11-28-2014, 09:20 AM
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Wishing all my fellow Buggynews members a happy thanksgiving. Personally, I feel Thanksgiving is the best holiday we have. No other time during the year do we celebrate family unity. , A day designed to rekindle love and appreciation for family and friends.
With our children, their own family's and other assorted relatives and friends, our home is transformed into a 3 ring circus . At one point the head count was at 40. As I stroll through the house there are four TV's blaring at various locations with either a video game, cartoons, or the sports game of the hour. A child's Squabble erupts over who get's to hold the remote. There's a lengthy debate over the present state of the NFL, the preferred choice of deer stands. I have to be careful where I walk, there's escaped babies loose on the floors!. The kitchen is a mixed bag of every age and gender waiting for morsels to hit the floor only to get snatched up, reminiscent of a herd of starving vultures. Will somebody please... get those damn dogs out of the kitchen? Who left the back door open? My oldest son in law carries a fork and spoon in his shirt pocket. He feels this gives him an edge over the competition. The tv remote squabble has progressed into the kitchen! A mother has to settle this horrendous breech of fair play with diplomacy." Don't make me take you outside!" A outburst of groans and moans. "Who farted"!!! As quickly as this mass of organized chaos materialized, it was gone! The day is over. The house is totally destroyed and eerily quiet. There's of what appears to be mashed potatoes on the floor under the dining room table. Now you can let the dogs in. They'll get it up pronto. My wife is complaining about how stressful and exhausting the day was but in her heart she wouldn't have it any other way. I strip to my drawers, put on my favorite robe and fuzzy bunny slippers. I can't find the remote! Pass some gas, Yep! that was me in the kitchen! HA. Settle in and reflect... I do enjoy this day. |
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11-28-2014, 04:35 PM
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sounds like a great time but you should have said every time we give that dog mashed potatoes he gets gas. lol
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11-29-2014, 07:42 AM
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