What happens when you have Thanksgiving dinner
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What happens when you have Thanksgiving dinner
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Re: What happens when you have Thanksgiving dinner
Excellent!
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Re: What happens when you have Thanksgiving dinner
And it was worth every single bite!
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Re: What happens when you have Thanksgiving dinner
Well done Aharon.
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Re: What happens when you have Thanksgiving dinner
A bird in the hand will probably sh!t on your wrist.
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He’ll have to append ‘Heavy’ to his call sign now! EricT
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Re: What happens when you have Thanksgiving dinner
I Ate Too Much
By Jack Prelutsky
I ate too much turkey,
I ate too much corn,
I ate too much pudding and pie,
I'm stuffed up with muffins
And much too much stuffin',
I'm probably going to die.
I piled up my plate
And I ate and I ate,
But I wish I had known when to stop,
For I'm so crammed with yams,
Sauces, gravies, and jams
That my buttons are starting to pop.
I'm full of tomatoes
And French fried potatoes,
My stomach is swollen and sore,
But there's still some dessert,
So I guess it won't hurt
If I eat just a little bit more.
Re: What happens when you have Thanksgiving dinner
airboatr wrote: ↑27 Nov 2021, 03:00I Ate Too Much
By Jack Prelutsky
I ate too much turkey,
I ate too much corn,
I ate too much pudding and pie,
I'm stuffed up with muffins
And much too much stuffin',
I'm probably going to die.
I piled up my plate
And I ate and I ate,
But I wish I had known when to stop,
For I'm so crammed with yams,
Sauces, gravies, and jams
That my buttons are starting to pop.
I'm full of tomatoes
And French fried potatoes,
My stomach is swollen and sore,
But there's still some dessert,
So I guess it won't hurt
If I eat just a little bit more.
Brian