Thursday, November 22, 2007

Happy Thanksgiving


16 comments:

Prunella Jones said...

You know, I've heard Chuck Norris ate a turkey TV dinner one year for Thanksgiving. Except he roundhouse kicked it so hard it turned into a rare filet mignon with all the trimmings. I guess Chuck doesn't like turkey.

Anyway, hope you have a good holiday.

morbidneko said...

happy thanksgiving!!

why does this image seem so sad..?

Mister Underhill said...

Wow, that's exactly what I had, except a marie calendar's one.

morbid misanthrope said...

prunella jones -- Chuck Norris won't eat turkey because the tryptophan in it makes him drowsy enough to let his guard down. And Chuck Norris never, NEVER lets his guard down. Just ask all the ninjas out to get him. Some of them have been lying in wait for 20 years.

I hope you had a good Thanksgiving, too. I worked. It was a blast. Woo.

morbidneko -- You're obviously just jealous of the fine, gourmet meal I enjoyed.

mister underhill -- Marie Callender's? Wow, that's pretty fancy, dude. I bet you even used silverware, too. If I keep busting my ass working long hours, maybe, just maybe, someday I'll be living it up like you.

Mister Underhill said...

Not everyone can have the life of riley like me, my friend, but america is all about the seeking.

Prunella Jones said...

I worked all weekend too. Neither rain, nor snow, nor gluttonous holiday shall stay the ass-shakers from making that cash. We were wildly busy on both Friday and Saturday nights.

NewYorkMoments said...

Yum! Looks better than what I had.

morbid misanthrope said...

mister underhill -- Very true. I used to class up my Thanksgiving dinners with moderately priced Scotch, but I can no longer drink alcohol without dying. Thankfully, sugar-free Rockstar energy drinks and cigarettes still add a touch of class to all of my holiday banquets

prunella jones -- My lack of blogging as of late has been due to hours and hours of overtime at the office. I hate taking work home with me, but things have been so busy I've been doing a lot of that. It's really difficult bringing cows up to my apartment on the third floor. The neighbors hate the noise, and I've had to cover my whole apartment with plastic tarp. I lost the remote to my TV under all that plastic. Man laws stipulate that I can't change the channel without the remote, so my TV has been on the Game Show Network for two weeks. It's maddening.

Anyway, I'll be back to blogging after the holidays when things slow down.

newyorkmoments -- It was delicious. I served it with a delightful insulin sauce, which kept the stuffing from putting me into a diabetic coma.

morbidneko said...

id bet xmas is a real hoot at your place!

morbid misanthrope said...

morbidneko -- Don't you know it. It's always a Merry Kosher Christmas at my place. This will be the first year sober, which means I'll probably just be sitting there feeling like something's missing ... or I'll be working. Sober or not, it's always funny hucking glass Christmas tree ornaments at noisy carolers.

honkeie2 said...

Hungry man dinners have enough calories and salt to put a gown ape into a coma and now they are adding sleep inducing turkey to it!?!
I hope u add some grain alcohol to it to help wash away some of those chemicals.

morbid misanthrope said...

honkeie2 -- All of the salt, preservatives, and chemicals help keep my remaining functional organs from rotting, so that's a good thing. If the ancient Egyptians had these delightful dinners, they could have started the mummification process while the pharaohs were still living. Who knew the preservation of human tissue could taste so good?

UBERMOUTH said...

Where are you? Still chasing the turkey?

morbid misanthrope said...

ubermouth -- Chasing the fat overtime paycheck, actually. I really have no choice in the matter, but I like to pretend I'm working all these extra hours to buy a new lung for little Timmy, the sickly younger brother of the attractive female grad student that lives a few doors down from me. It makes me feel like a cliché out of a movie from the 80s. You know, I'll probably just blow all the overtime pay on books and maybe a new bass. Or I'll just upgrade from Hungry Man frozen dinners to Marie Callender's frozen dinners. La-tee-da! Maybe I'll even buy a metal fork.

BD said...

Mukky... You know that 'turkey' never gobbled like a normal turkey.

Did you have seconds for Christmas?

morbid misanthrope said...

bd -- Actually, Christmas dinner was a delightful canned ham. Now that's living, dude. Seriously. It was really good.