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Nov 23, 2004 19:55

Thanksgiving. Time to see how much your neices have grown. And how much your grandparents have shrunken. Every Thanksgiving, we have a family get together, only I don't know half of my relatives. In all seriousness, I'm so distant from some of my relatives that I wouldn't even recognize them if I passed them on the streets. So we have these ( Read more... )

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accardi31 November 24 2004, 02:05:56 UTC
yes! first to piss in the wind!

i dont understand why it's so impossible to just have thanksgiving with the immediate family.
then there's nothing to be thankful for. observe: "i'm so thankful i 'grew' and i know so many of my relatives..."
if i have to give up my seat at MY dining room table one more time and have to sit in the kitchen with the 6 year olds, i'm out for good. thanksgiving on my own. thankful i've got my license (by then)and a car to leave whenever i want. oh yes. i cant wait to ditch this house once and for all.
i'm going to btown. ok, maybe not the best place... but hey- it's got everything i want ;) even a movie theater bigger than the strand. theres a thanksgiving worth celebrating.

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_pulkritudinous November 24 2004, 02:09:45 UTC
Leah, I'd let you stay at my house. Btown is where it's at. We can go frog hunting together <3

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lastxchances November 24 2004, 02:11:40 UTC
i guess you're right, old people do smell kind of funny.

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anubissl5 November 24 2004, 18:06:22 UTC
I now point out my reasons for locking myself in my room when old peoplez come over. ugh! I can smell them already!

*to bad i dont have a lock on my door anymore*

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_pulkritudinous November 24 2004, 22:31:41 UTC
peoplez
i am so not related to you

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zuckerschnee15 November 24 2004, 23:13:39 UTC
Family get-togethers are always very interesting, with my aunts bitching each other out till someone cries, my uncles blowing up stuff (on a good day) and another aunt going on a search to find her missing husband who is either out medicating his antisocial personality with a pack of Long Trail beer or "fishing" a.k.a. smoking a doobie.

The whole "look how much you've grown" doesn't bother me at all, I love my grandma she's so sweet. My grandpa is awesome because he doesn't change the channel when we watch something stupid like spongebob. But when my aunts start staring and commenting on my "beautiful legs" then I make a valiant attempt to leave the area, before they get amputated.

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