fill your pockets while you pray...
thanksgiving was endlessly amusing. my dad got totally bombed and sat by the fire all night. i asked him what would happen to a beer bottle if he put it on the fire. normally, a responsible adult would say that it's a bad idea to expose glass to high temperatures, but my dad just said "let's find out." and proceeded to put one of the empties on top of a flaming log. my grandma came out and lectured him about how the bottle would explode and hurt someone, but he just said "IT'LL MELT!" and left it there. neither theory was proven or disproven, as we left before any exploding/melting occured. later on, my uncle tossed some corn stalks on the fire. aside from smelling like weed, they prompted my dad to say a whole bunch of shit about worshipping the corn god. it was hilarious. a lot of other funny things happened, but i'm not really up for transcribing them right now. ah, thanksgiving. how i love thee.