No, Thank You
I mulled doing an "I'm Thankful For..." post, but every time I do these list type thingees, I always forget the good ones, like that comeback you should have tossed at the jackass in the full white sweat suit who had the temerity to make a dispariging remark about your kid crawling into the rack of Kobe jerseys ("Chill out, Mr. Rourke," for the record).
And there's the obvious, I love my family and friends thing, but anyone who reads here regularly knows where I stand on that and I hate repeating myself.
So I'm gonna do it this way. One "I'm thankful for..." per post, now through the end of the year. Ready. Go.
I'm thankful for the way my ass looks in these jeans.
Happy Thanksgiving, degenerates.