I want danger, I want freedom,
I want goodness, I want sin. "
Aldous Huxley
Ah the sleepy passivity of the thanksgiving holiday. We all (or at least most) must awake from it tomorrow groggy and slightly bloated, carting leftover sandwiches for the next few weeks; until Christmas. I must go attend to my homemade granola. That's right.
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Ah man, I totally hear that bloating thing. Ugh. Thanksgiving rules and sucks simultaneously.
Crafty, crafty holiday.
Who decided it would be a continued holiday? Did they know that it would morph into such a bloated feast of overconsumpion and pie?? Also, who origionally came up with the joke "why did the chicken cross the road?" Do you think they had any idea that it would infect US culture as much as it has? Why has it for that matter?
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