A brief hello and Happy Thanksgiving to you and everybody all over the place. For our friends who may not be familiar with the Thanksgiving story, I thought I’d provide a quick overview of what went down back in 1621 or whenever.
Pilgrims seeking religious freedom sailed west from Europe. They had rilly big white sails and a brown boat which traveled thousands of miles over very blue water. Contrary to many legends, they were not chased by submarines at any point in their journey.
After a whole lot of work, they managed to survive their first year, and they made some native friends. To celebrate their first year, they rigged up a rotisserie and roasted a deer.
They cooked savory stews.
They got out their best black picnic blanket and ate themselves silly.
It is possible that the natives got a little queasy, what with all the stew.
After much feasting and celebrating, the natives keeled over in a satisfied, friendly stupor.
May all thanksgivers find equally satisfied, friendly stupors tonight.