Just like Thanksgiving with the folks.
Dammit, now I’m hungry.
Who am I at the table?
I wanna be the old crotchety woman who had a pony back in the old country.
I’m not naming names, but we’ve got the aging Gen-X dad who still wears his hipster clothes, we’ve got Mom who likes dad well enough but kinda thinks he’d make a much better point if he wasn’t wearing an old ratty Black Sabbath T-Shirt and waving a drumstick. Liesl the exchange student who thinks maybe she got placed with the wrong family but is too polite to bring it up. And Uncle Vinnie, who swears he’s just as liberal as the next guy, but he’s checked all three Internets AND Fox News and Obama is definitely a Muslim what’s so hard to understand about that?!?