While Wendy and I were getting Thanksgiving dinner ready, Aiden kept coming in and asking if dinner was ready yet. "Not yet, the turkey isn't even in the oven buddy." I told him. "Where is the turkey?" he asked. I showed him the turkey, which was thawing on the counter. "Um, mom, that turkey's naked." he informed me.
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3. . .enough said
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