So my bother is cooking this Thanksgiving feast. And dinner is even timed so I can enjoy it and then head out to work. And there’s just one complication. My early morning 7-11 snack run has most likely given me food poisoning. Went to bed at 9 this morning. And woke up at noon. And I puked. Normally when I toss my lunch, that’s the end of it. Not today. So the only thing I can do is tell my brother that Thanksgiving is all about the leftovers. And hope that I can make it work tonight…
Yes, I got sick on Thanksgiving. The last time it happened was 34 years ago. And I didn’t make it to the bathroom to throw up. Today, I did…
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