Wiggets’s Thanksgiving Recap

      I hate family holidays, i’m forced to act like someone im not in front of family.  I have to put on a front so it looks like my rents did a good job.  atleast thats how i feel about them.  i have to act so happy that im seeing my uncle, aunts, cousins, and grandma. but for the most part i couldnt give a shit.  My fathers brothers are both funny as shit, they really have some funny stories and i really enjoy being in their company. one of them used to take me to football and basketball games when i was a youth so i have a good relationship with him.  and i like him prolly my favorite relative.  but in order to survive the holiday i drank a relative amount for h-wigget.
         i got up at noon standard h-wigget time and i immediately drank 3 buds so i had a buzz on for like 2 hours.  which was nice i spent the majority of the tme sitting in a chair watching crappy football games just enjoying my buzz.  when my buzz was wearing off i drank 2 more budweisers and got it back up.  i wasnt drunk but i was most definately buzzed my movement was slow and i ran into my moms like twice and i could feel the effects in my brizain.  the only thing i hated about drinking was that i got weird looks from relatives when they realized i was drinking. very embarassing especially to someone that likes to avoid confrontantions.  which caused me to almost chug the next two budsweisters. 
     they finally left around 9 when i decided hey lets try out heineken so i drank 3 of those while i ate some chocolate pie and watch tropic thuinder with the family.  as my rents talked aout how the holiday went.  fuck this now i gotta get up early and take family photos at 11 i hate that shit.  lets hope i can get my hands on some pot tomorrow get and get stoned