This Ain't Chopped Liver
Active Member
I am shooting for a more visceral day this year, celebrating Thanksgiving old-school:
Driving to a casino to feast with the Native Americans. I'm even making reservations.
After feasting, heavy drinking (Lord knows they love to drink), and sleeping with their women, I'm gambling on casino markers (which is just credit backed by a promise to pay). I'll be breaking that promise to pay them, driving to Fort Worth, and claiming to be part-Cherokee just in time to apply for the second semester at TCU.
Driving to a casino to feast with the Native Americans. I'm even making reservations.
After feasting, heavy drinking (Lord knows they love to drink), and sleeping with their women, I'm gambling on casino markers (which is just credit backed by a promise to pay). I'll be breaking that promise to pay them, driving to Fort Worth, and claiming to be part-Cherokee just in time to apply for the second semester at TCU.