It is hard to believe that a year has already come to pass since your last holiscapades, and in this moment you take some time to reflect on the Thanksgiving of 2011. You’d spent easily a week planning the proper banquet for your closest comrades; your moirail, matesprits, potentially your master, and, of course, your son. It had taken some extra hitjobs on the side to scrape up the dough for that kind of holiday bunanza, but you’d managed to pull it off spectatucularly.
Your prize? A belly full of sweets, a body full of sleepy, and a son full of smiles. And this year you’re prepared to do whatever it takes to make Thanksgiving of 2012 even bigger, better, and more family-er than ever bef — what are you doing.
Summoner Andelero Tigarano, you get your ass off that couch right now.