A very Lumpy Thanksgiving.
lumpy, my dear mother, margo the veterinarian and myself have just finished a lovely dinner. i am hoping no indians will be killed on this thanksgiving. (LumpyG Here: I love being on farms. Big animals are so amazing to be around and it's been way to long.) there are no more goats on the farm, alas. anyway all of you should eat till you puke and don't forget to shop for 16 hours tomorrow while wearing your american flag underwear. hope to see some of you at the dierkins residence later.