I wish I could say that I cannot wait until Thanksgiving, but that would be an understatement. I love my family, but I just cannot stand the anti-love that permeates the home. You would think that is sibling rivalry but no. It is something else. Every family has its oddness. I just cannot believe mine. My family are a piece of lazy Afro hicks (ha, ha not totally true). I just don’t know what to really say about my family that would not be incriminating. I think that some of them read this very blog still.
Ja!!
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