Greetings to you, beautiful friends.

It is I, D. Trustle, and you are listening to the Dugga Trustle Family Hour Podcast.

First of all, I just want to give a big thank you to the National Thanksgiving Association

for awarding me for the third year in a row.

The most delightful Thanksgiving award.

I did it again.

I don't even try to do it.

But yeah, this was yet another incredibly magical Thanksgiving.

I started off four days ago where the various animals that we ate yesterday competed to

get the good fortune of being in our stomachs on that wonderful day.

As it turned out, the goose from Miami Beach and the turkey from North Carolina won, unfortunately,

they pigged from Arkansas.

We just didn't make it in the singing contest, and so we had to send them home.

But my God, what a delicious Thanksgiving feast we had.

We were covered in a variety of birds that kept flying down, not to eat food from the

table, but to land on our shoulders and sing to us.

But the peak of the experience was when we pulled out Uncle Janks skull.

We ran it through my cousin's astral Nativiateator, and of course I recorded it, and we were

able to hear Uncle Janks who is still, unfortunately, in the part of the afterlife known as the

Comma Dato, the desire realm, also known as the hell of hungry ghosts.

See, you just kept trying to scratch that edge inside of him by getting more and more

stuff, and I guess he's still doing that even after he dropped his body.

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