Hey, unless you were in the process of harming someone else, he has no right to touch you or cause something else to touch you. You sound perfectly reasonable, if understandably a little worn out.

Thankfully, I do not remember the most horrible Thanksgiving of my family, but the story has been repeated so often that it is inextricable from my thoughts of the holiday.

Well, other than being alone as usual on a Holiday, my worst complaint has to be that you haven't taken me out of the grays yet Madeleine. I am polite, caring, occasionally opinionated but never inflammatory, and I've been a faithful Jezzie since the first month you gals started this. I don't comment a lot, but I…

And if I can help at all, or if you need anything, just holler! I think I speak for Jez when I say we're here for you.

This post made me feel all warm and fuzzy! Best wishes to you and your lovely girlfriend. Be free and prosper.

Well it sounds like you lucked out in that the apple rolled as far away from the tree as was possible.

I thought my thanksgiving dinner was going to suck. nobody wanted to celebrate so I had to eat alone. work went really late and my minister was being an idiot all day.

I pretty much hate Thanksgiving food the way most people make it. Like stuffing. People are always fucking it up with disgusting oysters or raisins or some such shit. And what is wrong with PLAIN green beans, or better, green beans with a lemon vinaigrette? NOOOOO we have to drop some dog vomit-looking soup on top of…

Trust me, something that most people don't know about me is that I'm trained and qualified to do CPR, AED, CERT, Childbirth and Advanced First Aid. I got my shit on lock.

At my parents house with about 60 relatives (Catholic family). Copious amounts of potatoes had been peeled and some idiot sent them through the disposal which led to a backup of epic proportions through the 5 bathrooms, including the showers and sinks. My mother was not thrilled.

I'm not having a Thanksgiving nightmare, I'm having a Thanksgiving AWESOME.

Where is the guy with the story about getting hammered and throwing ham at his racist grandma?

I think tomorrow's "thanksgiving" with the in-laws will be my worst.

The pitbull owner has no intention of paying for your dogs medical bills. Make the complaint to animal control and make a claim on his homeowners insurance. If he doesn't have any, take him to small claims court. When you win you can put a lean on his property.

I'm sold....it's hard talking pop culture with family whose only frame of reference is Duck Dynasty. And I caused a scandal when I made glazed carrots instead of sweet potatoes.

I've worked Black Friday (and Thanksgiving evening). I have no idea why people want to go so bad. Everyone is tense, rushed, and there's usually so many people you start to get that claustrophobic feeling. Plus, noisy. Constant background noise. I'm so glad I don't work retail anymore.

Ha, I have the same family. The types who blame feminazis for the breakdown of society, who are staunchly anti-abortion but pro-death penalty, and who think Obummer is trying to take all their guns and bibles and jobs and give them to his Muslim buddies.

It's time to call the Chinese place and have a drink.

*duct tapes your sister to a chair* There. Fixed that for you.

This is not so much a horror story, more just me being a type-A nightmare that requires at a minimum not everyone around me to be a fucking incompetent dipshit. but I digress.