Thanking

I'm thankful for, as of yet, no meteors.

I'm thankful for my spel check.

I'm thankful for other people, who let me know that I'm not the wierd one.

I'm thankful for Pixar (Except Finding Nemo).

I'm thankful for comfy couches.

I'm thankful for warm kitties.

Il Festival fantastica di Daniel

I'm thankful for the small Italian village that thinks I'm a 103-year-old warlock and sends me gifts each year.

I'm thankful for my parents.

I'm thankful for girls.

That last one sounds kind of creepy, let me rephrase.

I'm thankful for... the realization that there is no way to NOT sound creepy saying that. Let the record stand.

I'm thankful for hot soup.

I'm thankful that the Yakuza hasn't found me yet.

I'm thankful for my friends, at least those that have not been covered in other people-related thanks.

I'm thankful for pants. When I wear them. Otherwise they can eat sod.

I'm thankful for not having to carry sod.

I'm thankful for clouds.

I'm thankful for ghosts. When I make fun of them, they can't hit me.



I'm thankful for my roommates.

He never flushed.

I'm thankful that I am no longer roommates with Randy Moss.

I'm thankful that I know the secret of El Dorado.

No, no, you take a left at McGrinner Street, and then it's on the right after a few miles.

I'm thankful for my siblings.

I'm thankful for my faith.

I'm thankful for my sanity.

I'm thankful for Let this serve as a warning to others that would insult us! Yamaguchi-Gumi!