Thanksgiving is for the people. Everybody, every single person likes sitting across the table from someone while eating delicious food. “Mmmms” of deliciousness meld in with “mmhmms” of conversation, it all works.
If we’re lucky we can avoid it, but sometimes there’s that stick-in-the-mud, wet-blanket, needle-in-my-haystack sort of person struggling against the current to rain on a lively Thanksgiving parade.
But, look sharp! That person is the one who reminds us that we’re all normal. You know, okay.
We’re gonna be fine.
…because that chick is crazy.