Yes, I was wrong. I reversed the names of the shooter and victim. By the time I realized my error, I couldn’t edit my comment.

Enjoy your turkey coma.

I confused the names of the victim and shooter. And I could not edited my comment.

My comment is wrong. I confused the shooter’s name with the victim.

Yes, I confused the two. Once I realized my error it was too late to change my comment.

Yes, I was confused while reading the article as I reversed the names of the shooter and the victim. I couldn’t edit my comment once I realized my mistake.

My comment is wrong for the facts - I reversed the names of the victim and shooter when reading the article. I couldn’t edit my comment.

Yes. I got the name of the shooter and the name of the victim confused.

I misread the article. I thought the shooter crossed the street to confront the victim and was then claiming self-defense. I meant to condemn and criticize the shooter not the victim. I was wrong but unable to edit my comment once I realized my error.

I know I made a mistake but I couldn’t edit once I realized I had confused the victim’s and shooter’s names.

I misread the article and confused the victim and shooter.

I misunderstood the article.

I think I got it wrong. I reversed the names of the victim and shooter.

I did read it - I think I must have gotten the names confused. I thought the shooter crossed the street not the victim.

Exactly. He’s a murderous asshole who deserves to rot.

He crossed the damn street. When you continue the confrontation or instagate it, you can’t claim self- defense.

That’s so cool. Ours started when we had to buy a small fridge because our normal family fridge stopped working. Then that one failed due to a power surge so we replaced with a larger model. It’s super basic but holds quite a bit.

I go full Monica / Martha Stewart for Turkey Day.

That’s about how far I got before my head was pounding.

We have a beer fridge. Seriously, it’s a dorm sized fridge in the basement filled with beer. My husband and I have one while folding clothes or wrapping presents. Or hiding from the kids.