Well, it’s that time of year again. Where everyone is making lots of nasty, gross, disgusting turkey. *gags*
The best part about this year is that I get to spend it with James and his family who I really like, but here’s a serious question. Where’s the ham? Please tell me there will be ham. I mean, I hate turkey, eew!
Now maybe if there’s lots of pumpkin pie I won’t mind, but as long as I get it and not James the greety pig.
So mom, is there ham?
I’ll tell you all how things go if I survive sometime over the weekend.