So I'm sitting here at 11pm, in my skivies, enjoying a steaming plate piled sky high with stuffing, turkey n' taters. And as I sit here like a fat tumor on the world I cant help but laugh at all you suckers who dont have piles of gravy slathered food to binge on.
Oh, and I know what many of you are asking yourselves. And the answer is yes, its a butterball.
The turkey, not my stomach