Obligatory Thanksgiving Story: So, one year we had this turkey. My mom took it out of the freezer to defrost. My dad saw it out of the freezer and put it back in, wondering why it was out. My mom then

saw it was back in the freezer. Wondering how it got back in there, she took it out. This goes on for several days. My dad putting the turkey in the freezer and my mom taking it out.

Come Thanksgiving we have an undefrosted turkey and a short yelling match between my parents. "Why do you think I kept on taking it out of the freezer?" "I don't know!"

I stay home to make pies as my parents rush out to find a cooked Kosher Turkey because we don't have time to cook one.

They manage to get the last one after trying several places.

They come home and I ask, "Did you get the turkey?"

My dad says, "Yes, I want you to meet Fred" and he shows me the turkey.

I look at him and then the turkey. "So what's the other one called?"

"Bob."

And so that year we had Fred and Bob for dinner and my dad never put the turkey back in the freezer after my mom took it out.

Lord Zedd : This is typical for my family.

KAGEtimesday : My family doesn't communicate. Can you tell?

Hahah yes. For my benefit. Glorious stories.

Oh the glorious stories we have. Yes.