My Thanksgiving experience was one to forget. As usual, my family was hosting. My grandparents arrived around noontime and dinner was scheduled to be around 1:30. We ate, everything was great. Pardon the rhyme. Anyway, after dinner my mom, my nana and myself all did dishes and cleaned up while we waited for the rest of the family to arrive later for desert.
At about 4:30, everyone else showed up, and then it was a party. We were all having a great time, laughing and catching up, playing games and whatnot, but then all of a sudden, my papa barges into the dining room and says he wants to go home. Nobody at the time understood why or what was going on, but apparently there was a story being re-iterated in the kitchen and he didn't like the vulgar language he was hearing. That didn't go over well with the rest of my family, and everyone's tempers flared and it ended up in a situation where everyone cleared out. Every last family member left. And it wasn't even six o'clock. So after all that transpired, I proceeded to sit on my couch and watch football with my parents for the rest of the night and then went to bed around 10 to get up and work 8-4 on Black Friday. Overall, I would say that this was probably one of the worst Thanksgiving's for me on record.
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