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I'm going to my sister's house today -- for some reason, we never have dinner on the actual holiday. Then the nite before Thanksgiving, I'm going out with alot of my nieces and nephews (we're all the same age) to do the Thanksgiving Crawl. Thanksgiving will be a day of sunglasses and aspirin.
As for traditions, Dad always swoops down on the turkey to eat the skin before anyone else can. Very often a small child throws up. We always run out of gravy. Someone eats the last roll and incurs the wrath of the rest of the family. My sister drinks too much Bacardi and embarrasses herself. All in all, a very eventful family time.
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