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Failed Attempt At Making Touching Thanksgiving Video

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Melsy626 said…
LOL, thanks so much for the laugh!!! Hope you guys have a wonderful Turkey Day!! :)
November 25, 2009 at 10:14 AM
Unknown said…
I am SO glad the turkey is dead; living turkeys in the fridge are not good things. My 22 year old daughter would still rather have mac and cheese and chicken nuggets for her Thanksgiving meal.
November 25, 2009 at 10:35 AM
Shel said…
ROFLMAO!! I had a cousin that only ate macaroni and cheese, pickles, or hamburgers for years upon years. It wasn't Thanksgiving, Christmas, or Easter without that box of Kraft Mac & Cheese somewhere around. I also am thrilled to hear the turkey is dead. Opening the fridge and hearing "gobble" would probably send me straight into orbit...
November 25, 2009 at 12:15 PM
Dru said…
LOL ROTFL!

Happy Thanksgiving!
November 25, 2009 at 12:45 PM
Anonymous said…
That was funny--still have some Kraft MAc and cheese here for him--Hope you have a great Thanksgiving Love Kathy
November 25, 2009 at 12:47 PM
A.K. Alexander said…
Too cute and funny. Nothing like Kraft, huh Nick? Enjoy your T-Day, my friend.
November 25, 2009 at 5:45 PM
A.K. Alexander said…
I am loving Fritz in the background.
November 25, 2009 at 9:02 PM
jessica Park said…
Fritzy is ALWAYS in the backgrouond...
November 26, 2009 at 5:51 AM
Anonymous said…
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving and make Nick share that Mac and Cheese okay?

Jeannie
November 26, 2009 at 2:20 PM
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