Okay, first off, Thanksgiving should be family event. Which means that you should be spending it with family, not going off to your girlfriend's house (unless that girlfriend is/or is about to become your fiancee). Of course, when you're 17, that condition doesn't exist. Excuse me for thinking that Thanksgiving should be for family, and you should do things as a family, whatever those things might be. But no, the only thing we did together today was dinner, and even that was subdued as my other brother didn't come home from college for Thanksgiving. Seriously, doing things with the family should be priority number one. End of discussion.
Second, my mother put the fudge out in the garage on my dad's truck to get it out of the way while she was cooking. However, she didn't tell anyone she was putting it out there, so when my brother took the truck and went to his girlfriend's house, the fudge (and the glass pan it was in) ended up in pieces in the cul-de-sac. GRRRRRRRR
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