Dear T. Hank Sciving,
Happy Thanksgiving.
I was going to put up the story I wrote in class yesterday about eating a baby but I will spare you this on this most eatingest of Holidays because I wouldn't want to spoil your taste for flesh.
I will instead transcribe for you here the lyrics of my now famous Thanskgiving Song.
On Thanksgiving day there are thrilling pilgrim stories,
How the Indians helped that first Thanksgiving day.
How I love it so eating pumpkin pie and turkey.
Let us all give thanks on this bright Thanksgiving day.
Bright Thanksgiving, Bright Thanksgiving, Bright Thanksgiving day.
Bright THanksgiving, Bright Thanksgiving, Bright Thanksgiving daaaaaaaaaaaay.
Ah Cha Cha
Don't scroll down.
November 22, 2007
Happy Thanksgiving, T. Hank Sciving.
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I wanted to send you a video, but Steve left the video maker at work, so instead I will just tell you how Huck danced and danced when he heard the Thanksgiving Song as sung by you and Uncle Daddy. It would have filled your cold, cold heart with the warmth of a thousand vaginas.
we don't have Thanksgiving in the UK so I'm afraid your song was wasted on me, we do eat babies though so all is not lost in regards to the amount of time and effort that went into this post
keep up the good work!!
FM
Thanks, Frank Morgan. I appreciate your comments and even though I am Irish and I hate the bloody fucking English as you are all dirty wanking twats, I am glad the english are reading my blog and listening to my podcast.
I believe they prefer to be called "Anglitos."
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