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.

Why did the stuffing go to therapy?

Because it was feeling crumby

I've been preparing for this moment all year, and now it's time to carve the turkey.

I guess you could say I'm a cut above the rest when it comes to Thanksgiving dinner!