Thanksgiving is nearly upon us, and that means a crap ton of turkey. Ahh yes, these ugly, stupid, and delicious animals will die in droves, baste in their own juices, and be devoured by countless Americans come Nov. 24. Unless somebody messes up in the kitchen. No, let’s reword that. Somebody will most definitely screw up while making Thanksgiving dinner, but if we’re lucky, someone else will be on hand to record it.
Benjamin Franklin nailed it when he said, "Fatigue is the best pillow." True story, Benny. There's nothing like pushing your body so far past exhaustion that you'd willingly, even longingly, take a nap on a concrete slab.