Not only is it Thanksgiving, but...

It's also THOR'S DAY!!! So eat up, drink up, and battle valiantly on the way to Valhalla.

I was going to insert a nifty Thanksgiving card here for you all, but Blogger is being a jive turkey. So you just have to imagine a lovely card with pumpkins and a cornucopia and stuff on it, that reads:

Happy Thanksgiving -- May you always have much for which to be thankful!

And underneath that in my Trebuchet hand, I've writ,
"If you're reading this, I'm thankful for you!"

And thus it is true, though it is only a vision in thy head.

So shall it be written, so shall it be done.

Happy T-Day to thee and thine, pilgrims!

Comments

BrideOfPorkins said…
Happy Thanksgiving/Thor's day to you too!
3:35 AM
V said…
Hope ya had a good one, BoP!
10:47 PM
Troy Camplin said…
Did ya go around a-thunderin' with your mighty hammer? Been hammered? Been hammering?
7:24 PM
V said…
Not as much as I'd like, Dr. T. Unlike you no doubt.
10:29 PM
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