My family's Thanksgiving dinner is the one place where

the only thing we pass around the table more often than the mashed potatoes is criticism.

I love how my family's Thanksgiving dinner is always a time for reflection

on who ate the last roll and who's going to do the dishes

I've been thinking, why did the turkey join the gym?

To get some egg-cellent abs for Thanksgiving dinner!

Why was the Thanksgiving meal always so well-respected?

Because it had so much gravy-tas.