It is thanksgivings eve, and I am off to go to a party commemorating the white man ruining america. Sad story, but good food.
Anyway, I'm going to a huge annual party we have (62 people last year) Basically there are a bunch of parents in one house, (who cook dinner for us all day, its a feast to remember) and all the kids get another house all to themselves. In this house the eldest, which is me and some friends are the masters of the rest of the kids. They do our bidding, to the point of where last year we sat around in chairs getting massages by them, and throwing cards (gambit style) at the younger ones, who were eager to pick them back up and give them to us again. This makes thanksgiving awesome.