I love how my family's Thanksgiving dinner is supposed to be a judgment-free zone

but somehow my aunt always manages to fit in a critique of my life choices between the mashed potatoes and the green beans

Our family Thanksgiving dinner is the one time of year where we all come together

and silently judge each other's life choices over a plate of dry turkey

Why did the cranberry sauce go to the party?

Because it was a berry good dancer

Why did the cranberry sauce feel embarrassed?

Because it saw the turkey dressing!