We are only days away from the greatest day of the year. Who needs the Syrians when we can celebrate the original refugees who came to town with a sneaky plan to wipe out everyone and everything around them?
Tonight, as I sit in the depths of crankiness, tangled in a Twitter war with an insufferable Patriots fan (yes, I was just told ByeFelicia in a hashtag!!), I can still manage to crack a smile about all of the goodness to come on Thursday.
If you’re not planning a full day of eating and getting your football on, you need to rethink your priorities in life. It’s time to snuggle up to your Aunt Pat as she tells you about the war on Christmas, and Gramps when he explains how Trump sure has a plan for building a great big wall to keep the Muslims out. You have your own great big wall, and it’s called football, drinks and food.