Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. Growing up we never celebrated Christmas, but everyone celebrated Thanksgiving (except the fucking Jehovah's Witnesses, they'd show up asking you for money at 6:12 A.M.). I mean, what's not to love? Everyone gathers around, count their blessings and pig out. So what if all the Native Americans were killed shortly after? Do they even exist? Are you sure they weren't a figment of the imagination? (Cuz really that's how colleges treat that shit. Native Americans are the unicorns of our society. If any university receives an application from them, it's so rare that the applicant is offered a full scholarship AND a Benz)

So not to be the asshole that gets emotional, but thanks guys. It's been a fantastic year. Every year gets topped by the following year. I'm a firm believer things happen for a reason. Friendships are rekindled, money is blown on some hot material shit, and job callouts occur. At the end of the day, it's all good. And those of you who are close to me are worth it, 10000000%.

But honestly the best part of this so-called gratuitous and selfless holiday is that it is followed by the ultimate selfish holiday, BLACK FRIDAY. Oh God, it's two in the morning, but I need to start getting ready soon cuz Best Buy opens up at 5. And they are having the crazy wicked sale. So gnite y'all.