My family always begins Thanksgiving dinner with a moment of silent gratitude.

It's usually followed by a not-so-silent debate about who's grateful enough to do the dishes.

I've been trying to figure out why the turkey went to the doctor

Because it had a fowl cough!

Alright, folks, before I start carving this magnificent bird, I just want to say...

This turkey is really *fowl-play*ing with my emotions!

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.