Alright everyone, as I prepare to carve this bird, I'm just thankful for one thing...

That this turkey finally decided to *stuff* its pride and join us for dinner!

Thanksgiving at our house is always a test of endurance.

First, you survive the family gossip, then you survive the tryptophan.

Why did the turkey refuse to get dressed for Thanksgiving dinner?

It said it was already stuffed!

Why did the stuffing always get invited to the Thanksgiving dinner parties?

Because it was great at giving sage advice!