Happy Thanksgiving from mini me(Lobo)and the cats to you and yourn. I won't trifle you with tales of pompousness or evil deeds that I think on continually or what kind of hell this place is for us all. Today is a righteous day of thankfulness...
Today all good fowl run amok hiding under every crevasse they can to keep their damn tail feathers on. There is no chicken, goose, duck, hen, wren, pheasant(mmmmmmmm) safe, and poor uncle turkey waddle has it the worse! I kind of feel sorry more than thankful on this day for all the poor critter carcasses in my freezer(and belly)and the sucking of bones and crunching of bits of this and that. Today is a day for football and I am thankful for one thing...
...I don't have to be tortured with nothing to watch as the "best team money cannot keep out of jail," the Cowboys, show their asses yet again! I have my New England Patriots battling it out at one pm on CBS so the gods have smiled down on thee and given her one present thirty days early! Unfortunately, as wamphyri go, I will be just waking up and getting dressed and dragging my sick ass and Lobo's to the restaurant in the next town of choice and pigging out till we hurt and going home to a sink clean free of dirty dishes and no tempting heart attacks in the fridge calling at 4am(eat me...come on, you know you want to...just mix a little of that tart jelly with some mayo and slather it on my thighs and slide me between two slices of bread with a dash of salt! mmmmm you know you love me that way baby)for it's dirty rendering in my sore tummy. We will be pretty with no squash under our nails and no flour in our hair and not one gravy or grease stain from fighting with a dead bird over whether or not it wants to be buried in the pan or served on a plate for later intering ritual, our stomaches! Lobo and I look forward to tomorrow(today) and I look back on yesteryears at the cool and even snowy thankful holidays and the parades and the men getting drunk and fighting over the tv and the women battling dead animals with the fierceness of hungry wolves hell bent on feeding their pups first. The only flaw today will be the pity I have for all the poor soles that will be with us as we are both sick. Yup. Sick.
Even the sick gotta eat so I won't mention to which place we will go, and only tell you that I promise not to sneeze, cough, snot, snort or hiccup until I leave the establishment and get to my car. I will probably be more hygienic than the other patrons and maybe, if I find a real asshole or dick out there, I may succumb to temptation of ill will and rub my eyes and swipe my nose and casually touch the fucker! Especially if he is one of those spouse abusing dicks or child hating jackholes! Anyhoo, have a happy turkey day and if you're eating out, behave or it will be a "fowl day indeed" for you! Mua ha ha ha ha ha hah!~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves
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