In fact, I hate most Thanksgiving food. About 100 percent of people who cook turkey, cook every damn bit of moisture out of it. Dry ass dressing. Bland ass mashed potatoes. Cranberry sauce right out of the Great Value can. Kroger pumpkin pie. I got so damn tired of choking down Rotunda's cooking that I started unplugging the stove the Wednesday before. I tell her I won't be able to fix it until Friday when stores open back up and I can buy parts. She wised up last year and got us invited to her mother's house. Her mother is even worse. That sow can't boil water. This year after our stove breaks, I'll have to sneak over to her mothers house and flip the breaker.
