Just when I thought my Thanksgivings couldn’t get any weirder comes the Zoom version, circa 2020. Put it on “gallery view” and it looks like “The Dysfunctional Brady Bunch” with Cindi in the coveted Ann B. Davis center square.
First there’s Uncle Perv, reaching to grab a succulent breast and then asking “So when will the turkey be done?” And how can my Aunt Bertha not fit all the way into a square? I tried clicking “resize to fit border” and got the message “Are you sure you want to diet until you lose 50 pounds?”
And how can I adequately describe Cindi’s “F***ing Good Turducken Food”?