I just ate a half ass turkey with family and friends. My grandmother misunderstood and only cooked the turkey for an hour instead of 2 hours, when I had arrived my grandfather had already cut it up and it was still a bit bloody.
Nevertheless it was still a cheerfull thanksgiving, i enjoyed listening to my 4 year old cousin run around the house saying "my daddy is bald", "my daddy have no hair", talking about how my uncle didnt have any hair.