Why was the stuffing always so confident?

Because it knew it was the stuff of legends!

My mom always says she "loves" my sister's green bean casserole at Thanksgiving.

But she won't let it touch any of the other food on her plate.

After my family's Thanksgiving dinner, we don't just feel full.

We collectively descend into a food coma so deep, you could swear a hibernating bear moved in.

What did the stuffing say to the turkey?

You're the breadwinner of this meal, but I'm the one holding everything together!