Thanksgiving dinner was at my Aunts house, well her husband, my uncle, died from smoking, too many strokes. It was great I wore my Barry Sanders throwback in celebration of my Detroit win ha. Everybody else had ya know nice collared shirts or a sweater or something, but I roll in with Barry Sanders and a Cubs hat on the black one with the white C, ha. Everybody in my family knows though by now, yeah it's crazy drunk Tuck just don't say anything about what he is wearing to Thanksgiving or Christmas dinner. My sister's husband made a comment, like you are looking sharp tonight, Barry Sanders jersey, yeah looking good for Thanksgiving dinner. Yep, only the best for me. Well I used to be a huge Lions fan when I was younger loved Barry Sanders, would have my dad take me to the bar to watch em on Sundays. When he first started with the Lions I was 13 I think, or 12 not sure, could look it up. My bro's wife was looking hot, whoa, I wanted to bang that, oh yeah.
This is kinda funny my dad said he was gonna take all of us to the Husker bowl game whatever it is. I was looking at it, and fuck, we may be going to damn Nashville for the Music City Bowl, son of a bitch, I don't want that one. Then it will be damn country music bars, oh no, maybe I will decline the invitation ha. Well I know my bro and sister like country music, my dad kind of. My bro's wife hell no on that the half black chick she has more my taste in music. Come on San Diego and the Holiday Bowl, but then I would lose my bet tomorrow on Iowa, so now I'm really torn. I don't wanna lose the Iowa bet, but I don't wanna go to Nashville either, oh well I guess ha, it is a win win scenario then I suppose. The good old win win cliche, oh whoa.
Gonna look at what I want to line up for tomorrow.