My Thanksgiving was was filling (lol). I went to my uncles house in Connecticut. My uncle lives Hartford, which is like the Newark of New Jersey so you can say it was "ghetto". There were stray cats walking around, missing dogs walking around, and just allot of fun. If you were to drive through you would think that the pound had no gate. So it was like Dr. Dolittle's house on thanksgiving night. Later on I slept then went home.
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