
Either way, we remained determined to have a successful Thanksgiving. So we hopped in a cab and off to DD's. When we got there, Jess cuts the string off the chicken and we realized there is still stuff inside. And not in a bag like gibblets come in. There was stuff still attached. EW. DD retreated, and Rachel and I stood in the hallway cheering Jess on from afar as she made her best attempt to de-gut the chicken. After about 20 minutes, lots of curse words, and tears from laughter, Jess admitted defeat. We realized that if we had any chance at eating this thing, it would need to touched by a professional, not three chicks from the suburbs.

DD suggested that rather than expose ourselves to possible salmonella and other diseases that come from eating chicken intestines, we order food. We ended up ordering Indian food, which I thought was kind of funny. After the great food, we hit the living room for board games and football. Two hours of taboo later, Rachel and I were victorious, although Jess and DD MAY have had a small disadvantage since they had just met that day.
Overall, I would say it Thanksgiving went off like all Thanksgivings do. Not quite as you had expected, but really fun none the less.
2 comments:
What an adventure! You were braver than I would have been!! Smart decision to order dinner. Glad you had a good time!
The only thing missing was the Bumpis Hounds and a Leg Lamp!
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