After indulging yourself with bountiful proportions of turkey, it is always a tradition to throw around the pigskin with the family in a classic game of touch football. No worries about the bow you wore to lunch, it is just touch, right! Just throw on a quilted jacket, and you are good to go. Just remember Uncle Thomas has a tendency to get carried away, and he may tackle you. Keep in mind that it is Thanksgiving, so you shouldn't get too angry unless he soils your attire. If tragedy occurs, just be sure to knee him in the groin during the next possession.
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Nice post, Richard. "Proportions" is much WASPier than "portions," even if it doesn't really make sense.
Did Uncle Thomas ever get carried away and soil your attire? Do you need to talk about it?
You might want to rethink a kick to Uncle Thomas' family jewels or else he might cut you out of the will. Richard, who in their right mind is out there throwing around a football after a big Thanksgiving Day feast, anyway? Plus, why are grown men playing touch football?
We let the girls play too! Plus, Uncle Thomas would not want to tackle cousin Elizabeth.
Yeah, he did once. And, then I kneed him in the groin. By accident of course.
Anonymous @8:27--
Of course the grown men would engage in playing touch football following the Thanksgiving feast! Havent' you heard of the Kennedys...? Nice post, Richard!
Does your grandmother wear Rugby crap?
I love this series on autumn stereotypes. I can hardly wait for winter!
way we see some pics of the annual nostalgic football game between the Kennedys and the Kipp/Richards?
perhaps you can filter them thru Instagram and artificially age them... i would love a glimpse into the world of privilege that you seem to live...
if anonymity needs to be preserved, how about a picture of the manor, the jeeps, and the bowties in the background with an ipad screenshot of this very post in the foreground!!
come on, address the taunters, its the WASPy thing to do!
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