My father-in-law’s coffee is weaker than the Redskins’ run defense. I decided to show him how to make some man-coffee. Turns out all I know how to make is idiot-coffee.

Slept in.
Made my world famous dressing.
Snagged one of the turkey legs.
Ate a whole pie by myself. (not really, but close)
Cowboys won. (yes, I’m still a fan)
Haven’t killed an in-law yet. (what’s the difference between in-laws and outlaws? outlaws are wanted.)
Managed to escape playing any board games or dominoes. […]