Hullinger Thanksgiving
The Thanksgiving season is here, and lord knows it is a fiery hell. To celebrate, the whole family has forcibly gathered at YOUR HOUSE; your 40-something son, his cackling Democrat wife, their thirty-thousand greasy, fat little kids, including that gay one that gets the nosebleeds, and a host of others.
The only comfort you have is the promise of all that juicy bird. The sooner you finish, the sooner you can check out for the night in your big recliner while the women are all yackin it the hell up. Hey — that’s advice worth taking. I’m a Grandpa with decades of Thanksgiving wisdom stored up in my old noggin. Sit back and I’ll learn ya a thing or two. (more…)
