At my family's Thanksgiving dinner, we have a special tradition

We all bring our appetites and our opinions, but only one of them is welcome to stay for dessert

Alright, folks, the moment of truth! As I prepare to carve this magnificent bird, I just realized this turkey had a seriously rough day yesterday.

...It was completely *stuffed*.

Why did the cranberry sauce go to the party?

Because it was a berry good dancer!

Thanksgiving dinner at our house always begins with a beautiful prayer of gratitude.

And ends with a very pointed interrogation about everyone's life choices.