So, we had 2 Thanksgivings. The first was at our house with our 2 rather odd middle aged friends, and the second was the normal Thanksgiving with mom & dad, the brothers, the sisters in law, and the nieces and nephews. The normal Thanksgiving was super enjoyable and ended with delicious rasberry pie made from berries that grow in my mom & dad's yard.
That first Wednesday night Thanksgiving though...
Matt, Ben and myself sat down at the dinner table, and Robert (our very sick older neighbor who has, among other things, organic brain disease) begins talking in the middle of a sentence and proceeds to tell the three of us about the one and only time he hired a prostitute. It went something like this,
"It was the first time I had called one of those escort services, and we went to a hotel. And I wanted to make it nice, a somewhat romantic time...so I asked this girl, how much of this money goes to you and how much goes to the pimp? Anyway, I was kind to her, and she said, 'For you, none of it,' and she didn't charge me. That was the first and only time I ever did that and I didn't have to pay for it."
Something to be thankful for.
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