Here's something you'll undoubtedly find friggin fascinating

Every last blog I have read (and believe me, man, I've been DOING SOME RESEARCH in my insane attempts to avoid being a responsible adult) that talks about their Thanksgiving experience basically had a negative one. Of some sort. Granted, no one killed anyone else (that they've admitted) other than a few poor turkeys. Turduckens. (I like that word). No one stuffed a ::insert name of cool toy of the year here:: into another frantic mother's throat at a crazed Malwart shopping frenzy. But Thanksgiving seems, upon completely unreliable and anecdotal samples of the dozens of people who wrote blogs about it, to be the worst holiday ever.

Mine, actually, was sort of nice. Does that make me a freak?