HapppyThanksgiving

[FRANKRIZZO]

To all the gobblers on this site and your relatives.

[Brittney Griner's Clit]

Fuck you.

[duped_samaritan]

Frank is a good guy.

[MumblesBadly]

To all the gobblers on this site and your relatives.

Feeling generous with the extra letter? Can we guess that you have been imbibing?

[MumblesBadly]

[Crowe Diddly]

To all the gobblers on this site and your relatives.

Feeling generous with the extra letter? Can we guess that you have been imbibing?

What's wrong with you? What are you even talking about? Are you imagining spelling errors that aren't even there?


Happy Thanksgiving, Frank, and all the other motherfuckers still here after all these years. Even you, Mumbles.

[Crowe Diddly]

[Gordman]

I dont know why, but I had this stupid Thanksgiving song in my head today.

I remember it when I was like 10 years old and my parents (who were inherently part Yooper) would occasionally play a "Da Yoopers" album that contained this song.

Oh well... If nothing else, my 11 year old currently seems to be mildly entertained by it.

[MumblesBadly]

Feeling generous with the extra letter? Can we guess that you have been imbibing?

What's wrong with you? What are you even talking about? Are you imagining spelling errors that aren't even there?


Happy Thanksgiving, Frank, and all the other motherfuckers still here after all these years. Even you, Mumbles.

Thanks Crowe. And great post of Alice’s Restaurant. I woulda greened you but I’m out of reps at the moment.

[Walter Sobchak]

Had a great one. Hope everyone else did too.

[Dan Druff]

This might sound trite or lame, but nowadays every day is Thanksgiving for me.

Not a day goes by that I don't feel thankful that I broke out of those terrible, debilitating psychological problems which developed in August 2018. For awhile, I really thought I would be stuck that way for life -- a combination of super-high anxiety 24/7, super severe depression, and the complete inability to feel any form of excitement, pleasure, or love. I once said to myself that I would gladly give away almost all of my money if I could just feel normal again and never have this come back. I felt I might just have to live out my final decades of life with zero joy or real quality of life. And there seemed to be nothing I could do, as it was from a physical cause which was difficult to pinpoint.

Then it started to get better, then it started to get a lot better, and now it's like 95% gone. I promised myself that, if I ever got better, I wouldn't take it for granted, and every day would be thankful that it's gone. And every day, I really do think about it, and feel both thankful and relieved.