In a little while, every square inch of that table will be packed with green beans, mashed potatoes, pumpkin pie, and cranberry sauce. And then everybody will sit down… and start yelling at each other. Uncle Clyde will rant about the secret world government conspiracy he read about on Facebook, and everyone will comment on Judy’s new lip piercing until she runs crying to her room. And while they’re all doing that, I’m going to pig out.
Thanksgiving Hedgehog, via Ben Weger, licensed under CC BY 2.0.
I’m staying home, eat nachos, and watch the dog show on TV. But if a hedgehog showed up at my door, I’d let him in and share my noms.
Replace “green beans” with “peas” and “pumpkin pie” with “apple pie” and you’ve described my Thanksgiving dinner. Just throw in a roll with butter and lots of gravy.
And some more gravy.
We go to my uncle’s house. There used to be a cat, but no hedgies. Sometimes my cousin brings his dog, though.
Our Thanksgiving was October 12th but it’s not such as big deal in Canada,
Reminds me that I have some leftover turkey in my freezer from Canadian Thanksgiving.
Is that a salt and pepper hedgehog set?
I think that’s what it is, too, because of the different colors.
Looks like these guys. 🙂
http://www.fairy4u.com/hedgehog-lovers-salt-pepper-magnetic-p-1968.html
I concur! Wow, nice find!
Now I kinda want them. 🙂
I respectfully ask, shouldn’t one say that hedgies hog out?
I wish I had a hedge hog. 🙂
Anyone want to hedge their bets someone hogs all the food?
Lol.
I couldn’t help myself. ?
Applause!! That was good!