So to all those that celebrate, Thanksgiving is tomorrow. It’s also my least favorite holiday. I’ve hated it for as long as I remember. It just so happens that my girlfriend and I are hosting. I’m thinking I may as well be comfortable while I’m preparing the food with my sister, so I might just decide to stay in my windpants all day. The problem is my sister’s husband, or as I call him, The Twat. Even though I’m hosting, that hasn’t stopped him from being a complete smug asshole to me in the past and we’ve had arguments and shouting matches in the past. I know I shouldn’t care but should I wear my windpants tomorrow?