Before my mom, brother and nephew came over yesterday, I was on the phone with mom...
Mom: You okay? You don't sound good
Me: Stewie's sick
Mom: Uh oh...what's the matter?
Me: He's vomitting and he had diarrhea
Mom: Oh boy...do you think Mike (my nephew) should still come?
Me: You're kiddin', right?
Stewie's my dog. *
Everything went well, though I can't have Thanksgiving without thinking of a favorite Homer Simpson quote (and I'm paraphrasing) -
"That was the best Thanksgiving ever! I mean, emotionally it was horrible, but the turkey was soooo moist!"
Rock On,
Aitch
* Of course, if Mike comes down with a case of worms, I'm in big trouble.
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