American Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving means you get to stuff your face full of turkey, stuffing, potatoes and the best part, pumpkin pie. Find out what food never made it to the table and why pie was never served. Back to Article

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orehato wrote:
2014-11-17 08:24:29 -0800

be american, celebrate the genocide of the native indians. feels good man.

kumarsatyam wrote:
2014-11-17 03:21:23 -0800

the true story behind thanks giving is tribbles

kumarsatyam wrote:
2014-11-17 03:18:12 -0800

i like thanks giving

kumarsatyam wrote:
2014-11-17 03:17:00 -0800

i like the article

kumarsatyam wrote:
2014-11-17 03:15:56 -0800

thanks giving is the best giving

PrincessAmelia wrote:
2014-11-14 20:37:09 -0800

✔I love this post smilesmile

AlphaT wrote:
2014-11-14 18:09:12 -0800

Happy Tanks Giving everyone.

allen wrote:
2014-11-14 17:49:27 -0800

I would normally be at home in Canada, but this year I am in the US so I get two Thankgivings.

Honour wrote:
2014-11-08 15:31:01 -0800

Thanksgiving is best giving.

FireWolfRain wrote:
2014-11-03 15:13:03 -0800

American Thanksgiving! What about Canadian Thanksgiving? Different dates, but still great! Big Grin It rhymes.

LAZY778 wrote:
2014-11-03 14:32:53 -0800

The true story behind Thanks Giving is terrible. Frown

InfinityAndBeyondxP wrote:
2013-12-05 11:01:16 -0800

Cool c;

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2013-12-03 15:55:12 -0800


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2013-12-03 15:55:08 -0800


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2013-12-03 15:55:04 -0800


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2013-12-03 15:54:55 -0800


Jelly3 wrote:
2013-12-02 05:31:09 -0800

Nice! smile

popstar2 wrote:
2013-12-01 13:46:47 -0800

Wow nice

thrice wrote:
2013-11-30 22:05:46 -0800

i like thanksgiving but i would like to celebrate it more im in australia

lovlypuppys wrote:
2013-11-28 19:17:07 -0800

I like Thanks giving and to say thanks.

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Best Thanksgiving Leftovers?

  • The turkey is always better the next day.
  • Duh, the pie is the best.
  • I love the stuffing the day after.
  • Potatoes drowned in gravy.

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