Wooooooooooothanksgiving.
So, it's 7:30 pm on Thanksgiving.
My mom told everyone dinner would be at five...
We still haven't eaten.
My drunken uncle just spilled red wine all over our living room carpet.
Aaand everyone's talking over one another.
I feel so at home.
It's nice to know that some things stay the same.
My mom told everyone dinner would be at five...
We still haven't eaten.
My drunken uncle just spilled red wine all over our living room carpet.
Aaand everyone's talking over one another.
I feel so at home.
It's nice to know that some things stay the same.