Originally Posted by Sweet Willie
I remember in college, bunch of friends and I were out drinking after our repsective families had their Thanksgiving dinners. We went back to my house and proceeded to have an early morning feast, finished near all the leftovers, I was NOT a popular son that Thanksgiving!
Sweet Willie, you reminded me of one of my favorite Thanksgivings. I was probably 17 and the house was full of relatives I didn't want to spend time with. I hiked downtown and met up with friends. We hopped a freight train and lit up a monster spliff, jumped off when finished, right behind a Dunkin Donuts. After polishing off a dozen we went back to my house to finish off the leftovers. I was not a popular son for at least the rest of the year.
