Literally spent my entire day watching football, eating a large bacon stuffed crust (with that new sriracha chicken thing Pizza Hut has) pizza by myself, and only breaking to take a nap during the 4:00 game.
This past Thanksgiving I gorged myself on turkey/mashed potatoes/cornbread/pie/cookies and fell asleep during a football game.
This is a yearly thing for me. This year I slept through almost all of Thanksgiving because I was hopped up on vicodin.
Looking back I really should have gone to the hospital.
