Can't Win 'Em All.
My mother did not thank me for the turducken I sent them.
I thought it was a practical, yet cute and thoughtful gift (considering they live in the South and h-h-h-ate it). But what do I know.
All she said was they got it. Sigh. I should be used to this by now.
Turducken, anyone?
I thought it was a practical, yet cute and thoughtful gift (considering they live in the South and h-h-h-ate it). But what do I know.
All she said was they got it. Sigh. I should be used to this by now.
Turducken, anyone?
posted by Oy Vey at 9:14 PM
5 Comments:
there's nothin' wrong with turducken.... :-)xoxo
Damn! Shana beat me to it. I guess there's nothin' wrong with being comment trumped either.
PS- turducken is an awesome gift.
Tony would have been THRILLED with a gift of turducken. He's a little obsessed with the idea. I just can't get past non-crispy, soggy duck skin. Ick.
Amberly, I was totally thinking the same thing! Weird!
PeopleCat, you fuckin' slay me.
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