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video;

[Blip! On goes the network device. Have an unflattering up angle at the bristly chin of House.]

Let's be real. It's on your calender. And for at least eleven months out of the year you don't think about how warm and fuzzy you are, how far you'll travel or even the prayer you're going to say. People say Thanksgiving and you think about [the

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[as_damaged]

You seem to be set.

[vicodincrutch]

Until dessert.

[as_damaged]

Who cooked?

[vicodincrutch]

The elves.

[Sorry Cameron.]

[as_damaged]

Of course, who can resist fairy tale catering?

[vicodincrutch]

Not I. Wilson might be part fairy. Sssh. I think he wants it to be a secret.

[as_damaged]

Happy Thanksgiving, House.

[vicodincrutch]

It's not all just for me. I can spare some. The white meat mostly.

[as_damaged]

Are you inviting me to dinner?

[vicodincrutch]

I want you to take leftovers home so that I don't become an obesity statistic.

...leave the pie. I need that.

[as_damaged]

I'm sure the Welcome Center would be glad for any donations.

[vicodincrutch]

Is that what you're calling yourself?

[as_damaged]

I'll help you carry things over if you'd like.

[vicodincrutch]

With your big strong arms.

We'll do it and think of Wilson. He can't go out and get a new wardrobe.