Thanksgiving dinner. What a waste of time. My sister brought a plastic spoon to my grandparents house. No one knew about it. She had already planned to cause trouble before we went over. At dinner, no one was talking and everybody was eating. All the sudden mash potatoes goes flying and hits my mom. The next one hits me. My younger cousins start throwing food left and right while I'm mashing my sister's head into her plate. And on and on it went until my grandfather brought order in a somewhat wierd way. So that is my holiday with my family. I can't wait until I move out of the house and can make up excuses to not go over.
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