My Unthankful Thanksgiving. by Chica from Lady Sarcasm

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Every year millions of people sit around a table filled with tasty food, and a rotting cooked carcass of meat, and they tend to give thanks for the things they've received in life, and they count their many blessings. I feel it's all a crock, a show of sportsmanship if you may, of thanksgiving. Just because it's "Thanks"giving doesn't mean one has to give thanks, hell I do enough of that at Christmas, so this year I thought I'd save my energy on it, and use up my negative energy on the things I'm unthankful for.

The first thing that comes to mind is food that's not good for me, and that tastes great. I'm unthankful to the makers of those foods for making my ass big, and giving me the occasional zit on my face. Not only are the foods addicting, they are hell on my body, damn them all!

Another thing that I'm extremely unthankful for is well, family members. For some reason my family like to breed like rabbits, and it is awful hard to remember their birthdays, their addresses for cards, let alone their fricken names. Now if only I hadn't come from a long line of baby machines, the holidays may be a lot less stressful for me. Birth control is not in our vocabulary apparently.

Last but not least, I am unthankful in a way towards the internet. Before I started blogging I was outside, active, and bored to tears, but I was alive and un-pixeled. Since my days of blogging, I've had to put up with numerous stresses between my internets not working, to my computer getting viruses. I've also wanted to assault random images online because they have scarred my brains to pieces. Two girls and one.. really wasn't the shining moment of my view on the web.

So there ya have it, I could really rant and rave and throw my hands up at what I'm unthankful for, but then I would have to put up with your thanks on boring you to death. This year when your gathered around at thanksgiving, think about what your unthanful for and voice it. It's a guaranteed spot on Santa's naughty list, and ya'll know that, that is the "cool" place to be.