We began posting this Thanksgiving Prayer by William S. Burroughs and Gus Van Sant back in 2006, and a lot of things have changed since then. (For one thing, the YouTube copy we linked to in 2006 through 2011 is gone and borked forever.) We also cannot possibly hope to match the grim depths of the 2010 / 2011 iterations of the prayer, so we know better than to even make the attempt.
It is traditional for the head of the household — gay-married or not — to lead the reading of this prayer before the family feasts upon the fruits of the harvest, from the traditional Vice-Presidential yam to the grotesque frankenbird that is, however little Bob Jones University Press wants to acknowledge the fact, the end product of millions of years of evolution. Plus some freaky factory farming practices that Kortney and her zucchini would be happy to tell you all about (ah, the memories).
So Happy Thanksgiving, America. May all your Hoverrounds come equipped with TruckNutz. May you return safely from your holiday travels without having actually punched any wingnut relatives in the nose. May your attempts to recite “Alice’s Restaurant” from memory be at least 30% successful. May you see everything twice — unless you get dragged out to that thing about sparkly vampires, or that other thing that’s a remake of that 1984 thing about Rooshians invading Colorado. (North Koreans? As if.)
And remember to Buy (almost) Nothing tomorrow!
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And Bush Gobblers! Nevar Forgit!!!!
Prayer? What is this, a Christianist mommyblog now???
I served with a mommyblog. I knew a mommyblog. A mommyblog was a friend of mine. Wonkette, you're no mommyblog.
It's for when mommy is praying that the kids would just shut up for a nanosecond…
If there was some way we could conspire to have this particular prayer read aloud by Mr. Rogers…
Sadly, he is gone. Newt Gingrich is still available, though.
One of these things is SO not like the other!
Diametrically Opposed, in fact. But I would so love to have a recording of Newt Fucking Gingrich reading this aloud.
It would replace my Official Newt-Babbling-on-TV-Yet-Again Soundtrack, that is played over a furiously Muted TV whenever I have the misfortune to have to watch him: Zappa's Broken Hearts are for Assholes.
It's rewarding, but wearing a bit thin.
I'm so very grateful that like my sex life, Thanksgiving only comes once a year, and I'm not going to have to see most of these people who are sitting around my dinner table again until the republicans have spent 364 more days explaining why Romney et al lost.
Further, as I see many of the lower parts of the genetic pool that I'm supposedly related to, I'm happy that I've managed to rise above most of that morass, too.
Amen, also.
Sex life, for me it is more of a sex laff. Is fapping a sex life?
If you can change hands without losing a stroke, it's almost like dating twins.
Hey, now…
Said one of a set of twins?
When the alternative is nothing, apparently yes. Ah, the olden days were sweet.
Well hey, I have an idea for a new traditional Wonkette get-together…
That's more like it. Now it's a proper Thanksgiving.
I am thankful for the snarkful intelligence of my fellow Wonketeers, and the toils of Editrix and her stable.
Now watch this drive.
Hear, hear.
Here, here, also.
"There, there. There, there."
Their, they're.
Now now, hush hush y'all.
This
Editrix has a stable? That may answer all of those horse questions.
Como te digo una co te digo la o.
Huh? Broadway show tunes are on the TV; nothing else matters.
Bernadette Peters can march my Thanksgiving parade any time.
no time for this,
watching Downtown Abby marathon
I'm a sucker for period dramas, and I started out really enjoying this, but of late I've started yelling out predictions of silly lines I expect to follow. Too often, I'm right.
But the pretty women in pretty clothes keep me coming back.
I thought it was spelled "Downton Abbey"?
I ask not to be a grammar cop, but because if I'm correct, "Downtown Abby" sounds like a great name for a porn takeoff of that show…
I give thanks to Art, Laughter and Orgasms.
In that order?— All three at once!Only if you're banging Mona Lisa.
Her banging you with a strap-on would provide the laughs. O.k., maybe not for you but remember, it's that time of the year to share.
You might have me pegged for someone else.
Nailing the hedonistic trifecta all at once is a rarity. But if you add bacon, avocado and the Onion it improves your odds.
And buttsekz.
Laughing at Orgasms is an Art.
Making art while having an orgasm is a feat.
What's All This about Art's feet?
Recondita Armonia.
OK. I like opera. You wanna piece o' me?
Inna Church, No Less, HehHeh
I need a transcript of this so I can read it to my folks around the turkey right after we say the prayer.
At your service: http://realitystudio.org/texts/thanksgiving-praye… (also linked in the article up top)
New tradition: posting this song by the Beasts of Bourbon every year – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ei9rp2b9db0
If Kortney had any idea what a following she has here, she'd be grateful.
Yes, along with the American Phallic-Shaped Vegetable Society.
But but but Footbawl!
Be thankful the not as liebrul as many hoped but still sane Barry Obamer won and that any conversation about that "Dinger Obamer" from the most wingnutty of relatives can be shut up with a mention of the 339 electoral votes he won despite all those fucking racist emails forwarded to you about him being a Kenyan Racist Colonialist Communist Socialist Nazi Muslin Christian Manchurian Candidate and posting on your FB wall the latest screeds paid for by the Koch brothers.
It will make the Festivus airing of grievances and feats of strength all that more interesting.
But but but Footbawl!
Zactly!! Will the Wonkette be live blogging the Bob Jones University – Cal Poly football game or will it go with Liberty U – MIT?
m₁u₁ = (m₁ ✛ m₂) · V again, harder, harder
m₁u₁ = (m₁ ✛ m₂ ) · V again, harder, harder
Festivus airing of grievances sounds peaceful and civilized. Too bad my Mick/Spic family is too quick on the throwing and fighting end of things.
For many Americans, the fiscal cliff is black friday.
Merry Turkey Day y'all.
Fiscal who?
I've had too much tongue to enjoy this day.
Happy Tofurkey Day, Wonkers! Please say a pagan incantation for me at your family feast. I may drink myself into a stupor today because my husband and son are driving me to it and it's only 9:30am! Shiva help me!!!
Is Shiva the Hindu deity with extra arms? Could be useful in the kitchen.
I kinda Shiva myself considering what one could do with extra arms, but I wasn't thinking so much about it taking place in the kitchen, per se, ad hoc, too.
"The"? No. "One of the"? Yes. Along with Vishnu and Ganesha, at least.
Sincerely, I would like to give thanks to you all, including the various editors in their various guises. Every day at least one of you, usually many of you, make me laugh and that really means a lot to me.
Thanks Wonketteers! Happy Turkey [or tofurkey or whatever] Day!
Well said, NRC!
Thanks BadKitty! I'm thankful for you. Happy Thanksgiving!
Happy Thanksgiving to you too!
ffs. Oops, I mean thanks, Callyson! Back at ya!
A Wonkette traditional Thanksgiving post! DRINK!!!
Hic!
Thanks for Red Wine.
And Happy Thanksgiving to all, I know that we will spend the day with good friends, great food and lots red wine and good conversation. That is really good stuff and what I am thankful for most of all are the friends and family.
AMEN, Beo! I come from a family of winebibbers and Joaquin and I are ALL up into reds. Thanksgiving is one of the days Daddy uncorks the top-drawer stuff, so ¡Salud!
O for a beaker full of the warm South!
Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
With beaded bubbles winking at the brim…
I'm thankful for "knowing" you fellow Wonketeers, for the election results, and for the post election amusement from the RWNJ's reactions. Happy Thanksgiving
Oh holiday joy, black friday will arrive at midnight (unless you're in bondage at Walmart, in which case, hours earlier), this is our annual chance to spend less of the money we don't have to buy things we don't need to impress people that don't matter.
Crap, thinking that thought just put me on the naughty list so I'll get coal in my stockings, the Koch brothers win again
I might but some groceries on Black Friday, but that will be all. The 4 pounds of advertising supplements which came with the newspaper this morning are already in my recycle box.
Mr. Stansbury is going through those right now and muttering "look at all this crap".
Krampus be coming for you!
I'm thankful Wonkette comes to work on Thanksgiving.
Happy Thanksgiving, ya'll. Even though we've got alot of crazies in this country, we still have so much to be thankful. Starting with Obama in the White House and a roast duck in my oven.
Does anyone else ecschew turkey and go non-traditional on Turkey Day?
Well, doing a Tofurkey for my daughter and my ex-both vegetarians.
Roast chicken for me and my son because a) a turkey for 2 people is ridiculous, and b) kosher turkeys run about $80.00 this year (yikes).
I'm thankful for a virtual community of snarky but warm-hearted folks here on the Interwebz, who've helped me keep my tenuous hold on sanity these past few years.
We threw a dart on the map,and went to a place where we knew no one. We ate chili at Grandmother Apple's restaurant. It was good, and no one needed to use a vomitorium afterwards, on account of neither overeating nor listening to the wailing and gnashing of teeth by people we love and don't vote with.
I'm a 100% turkey man! I'm not duck-curious!
Doing cornish game hens this year. Turkey can suck it.
I'm grateful to be home alone, in peace.
What? No cats?
Poor old Murphy died a few years back. I called him that because that's the sound he made. Merf.
I had a cat named Murpy, or more truthfully he had me. Greatest cat I've ever had the honor and pleasure of knowing. His way of sleeping while stretched out on an ironing board was legendary.
word. solidarity, man
We're having our traditional Turhomey — a turkey stuffed with a homing pigeon. I wonder who will bite into the secret message this year.
Cool! Is that like biting into the baby at Mardi Gras…. if you get the baby, you buy next year's cake.
I'm thankful for the gratitude I have for the people and things that are already in my life, so that I can skip Black Friday and the cheap trinkets and ladies fighting in Wal-Mart over the latest "must-have" toy.
I've already posted this to Wonkville, but here's my own personal Audio Thanksgiving Tradition.
Ah, yes.
This Holiday Needs Moar Turnip Shaped Like a Thingy.
In addition to the Drunken Roar.
It's the Catholics next door. I'll just go and burn them.
Always a Popular pastime, but why not just Blackmail them?
May all your Thanksgiving memories have circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back explaining what each one is to be used as evidence.
Thanksgiving memories of hours sitting on the "Group W" bench and eating Turkey give me warmth. And a little gas also. I recommend staying upwind, if you get my drift , or maybe to avoid my drift.
And Implements of Destruction!
The YooToobe video is blocked in Germany because GEMA eats a bag of dicks. Here's the vimeo copy for people who don't abide that bullshit:
http://vimeo.com/32820037
Sweet. Can Lou Sarah see Goshen from her porch?
Just about, but she quit looking halfway.
Intelligent snark and witty repartee keep me sane. A big thank you to my fellow Wonketeers!
Thanks Dok, really love that one.
Mayhaps Wonkette should make Twain's War Prayer (and part 2) a tradition on Memorial Day?.
I like this take from PBS, with an absurdly young Edward Herrmann
And there's a single-video version of the one you linked, too!
For the past several years, our Thanksgivings have been spent with the in-laws and the usual, and quite delicious, Thanksgiving fare. This year I'm most thankful that we're staying home and digging in to our household's (apartmenthold's?) traditional spaghetti, meatballs, beer, wine, and thee olde resinous pipe.
Buon giorno del ringraziamento, everyone!
Thank you for keeping my spirits up during our weird political um climate. I am off to my lovely but wingnuttish in laws to stuff myself into a stupor. No shopping tomorrow for me, I haz werks. It'll be quiet so expect to see many stupid comments from me.
I'm thankful I'm smarter now than when I was in my 20s, 30s, and 40s. And just hope I can say the same about my 50s, 60s, and 70s, twenty some-odd years from now.
Is something going on today?
Is it another election?
*whimpers*
I realized I need to go out tomorrow and get a bag of split peas, but I'm going to make sure I buy Goya.
Other than that, casa el Donaldo is ready for Turkey day and Buy Nothing day. You should see how much wine we've laid in for the next three days.
Am going to the Church of Stop Shopping on friday. Rev. Billy gives an awesome sermon
I am celebrating the joy of watching my Tea-bagging shit stain lawyer brother in law watch my television as I replay the entire Rachel Maddow show from November 11th while eating my smothered pork chops and drinking my bourbon. It's a fesitvus at the Fartknocker Casa.
Is your Brother-in-Law a Breitbart Commentator? Because that would just be way too much fun.
You rule.
Wot else canisay.
Needz moar Nicole Westbrook.
Oh I forgot. I am so thankful that I will never again hear this…"Ha.Ha.Ha.Ha."
I'd like to thank my wife for the successful hard cider experiment. She doesn't read Wonkette but at least I said it. Now go make me a turkey sammich.
I am very thankful that I made it through getting sideswiped by Super Storm Sandy without being killed, losing friends and relatives and having everything I own blown sideways for a half mile, scattered, broken, drowned and lost.
I am very sad for those that can't say the same.
Just needed to say that. Now, back to our Regularly-Scheduled Snark.
We are all thankful that you and many others made it through also too.
Thank you.
I'm thankful we made it through the storm unscathed, and had enough room to put up my sister-in-law's family who were flooded out.
That's a Good Thing and a Good Thing Done.
BTW, I really enjoyed the Tentacular Architecture link at WonkVille or wherever the hell it was [hic!]
Giant Golden Squid Rulz Prague
Wonkville, yes and thanks very much!
I love finding those kinds of things and the Rule is If there's Tentacles in the Title it's always Topical.
One thing I'm thankful for is the good Doktor Zoom's highlarious commentaries on our culture's foibles, fairy tales, and general fuckupedness.
I am not thankful for whatever (Satan? Santa? Sangria?) made me purchase that carton of almond milk a few weeks ago, and which I finally finished off this morning. Most boring liquid ever.
Tomorrow, I will be Thankful to learn what has transpired at all the Breitbart Commenters Family Thanksgiving Celebrations.
Amused also, I think.
I'm thankful for all the p!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A non-traditional song.
It's Mighty Crazy
Thanks, blue.
I give thanks for Tradition.
Like this awesomely cynical yet beautiful piece by Burroughs and Van Sandt.
We're having a community (read: communist) Thanksgiving in these here parts; wish you all could join in. Thanks for Wonkette, the other and greater Community that keeps me learning and laughing the year-round. Whatever you're doing this day, know that we're all together in spirit–or In the Spirits: red wine, gin and tonic, bourbon and ginger ale, Jack on the rocks…
I remain caustically optimistic, thanks in part to all of you here. Try to be kind and maybe a little happy. It'll be our little secret.
Have yourself a merry little p-ness, y'all.
Run, everyone! Zombie Ken Layne is back!
For that very reason, I think I'll stay :)
After a fairly nutty, up-and-down year I'm thankful that votes still beat money, that the government is still run by people who think it can do useful stuff rather than the people who want to prove it can't; that more people have the freedom to get married and smoke weed in peace than last year; that I've spent lots of time enjoying some cool critters and just appreciating being alive; that my Wonkette keeps me alternately pissed off or hopeful depending on what's needed at the time; that there are so many cool people here, and mostly for my sweetheart Mumbletypeg, who's gone a great way to making the hardships more bearable and the pleasant parts more enjoyabe.
Happy Thanksgiving you sick bastards!
: ) Aw! And, ditto. AND — since we are on intensedebate here, after all — you got a new 130p recently? Congrats~
Yeah I noticed it yesterday but it just confirms that p-ness moves entirely independent of anything that might predict it.
Dude! WOOT! Look I just got to 118!? What, oh, you were saying. Right . No biggie! Nothin' to see here…
At least we don't have the downfist now so everybody doesn't get thrown into a tizzy 'cause some Breitbarters came over here and knocked everyone down a point. It made the comments far less interesting when they were all about that.
So p was a real pain in the tuckus then — at least now it's just a mildly interesting feature. And congrats!
What, no little ponies? I haz disappoint.
Look closer at the Bush-biting Turkey photo!
I walked up there and I said "Shrink, I wanna kill. I wanna, I wanna kill. Kill. I wanna see blood and gore and guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill. KILL! KILL! KILL!" and I started jumping up and down yelling "KILL! KILL! KILL!" and we was both jumping up and down yelling "KILL! KILL!" and the sargent came over, sent me out the hall, said "Your our boy!"
Happy Fucking Thanksgiving Everybody!
Pinned a medal on me, also, too. Happy Fucking Thanksgiving!
I know now that reciting that quote at work is Frowned Upon.
I'm also Thankful for Doktor Zoom's insistence upon the link to Powell's City of Books at the margins. Great service from Good People who love books.
Thanks Dok!
thanks for the last and greatest betrayal of the last and greatest of human dreams
What was he talking about?
He wrote it in 1986. Iran-Contra, maybe? Anything and everything Reagan did?
Maybe he was miffed that Ginsberg forgot the hash?
Now we're talking.
Champagne, anyone? I'd hate to have to drink all these bottles by myself [discovered that the Costco stuff, half the price of Average French Swill, is actually pretty tasty...so I bought twice as much].
Cheers! The spousal unit and her best gal pal (Irish, funny as hell, and Peter O'Toole* tall) are downing the bubbly in the other room, gossiping about other chicks. Good times.
*I used to think Peter O'Toole had to be a stage name (two slang terms for penis in one name just seems too good to be true), until learning that he indeed was born with it. "It" meaning two penises, of course.
I am thankful for the election results, for my friends and family, my dogs, the election results and for the fun I've had reading Wonkette. Thanks to all of you for the many, and very much needed, lulz…
No "thanks" for the heroin? Ingrate.
Come, ye thankful people, come!
Raise the song of harvest home;
All is safely gathered in,
Ere the winter storms begin…
HAPPY THANKSGIVING, Wonketeers!!!
http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ir75bF5I_o/UKR8BtXZPNI…
I mostly lurk here because I can't comment from work but I'm here everyday and I want to thank you all for bringing me the lulz. The best commentariat in the tubes – y'all give me hope that this country isn't completely doomed!
WONKETTE THANKSGIVING BONUS:
You can trifle with your crazy-ass Wingtard relatives by pointing out that America's first Thanksgiving…was originally celebrated by Hispanic/Catholic colonists in Florida in 1565…57 years before the Pilgrims in Massachusetts. http://rendezvous.blogs.nytimes.com/2012/11/22/th…
I would like to wish all of you and yours, young and old, great and small, legal and illegal, yellow, black, brown or white you are all precious in my sight, male and female and others, critters of land, sea and air domesticated and in the wilds, free thinkers and those of faith, a Happy Thanksgiving. This holiday greeting does not extend nor applies to republican sonsabitches. Happy Thanksgiving all.
Oh yes, Doktor Zoom. I, for one, appreciate the snark posts with footnotes.
Uh… You promised me ponies….
Look closer …
I'm thankful the American Electorate finally seems to be waking the fuck up. I'm thankful for 'Becca and her peeps, top drawer all. Thanks to all who read my brain-droppings and a special thank you to those who make the effort to reach out. You are all my happy place, considering I live in the belly of the beast here in Gawgia. I love and appreciate each of you in my own twisted, perverted way, heh, heh.
It's true. We folks stuck down here in the red states need a place to commiserate with those of our kind.
Fer sure!
Well said, TTommy and DC!
I'm thankful that us Wonketeers who are Down South are still able to keep that good ol' liberal freek-flag flying!
~ Sent from Florida, not in Garrison
…and prouder of it by the minute!
The Wonkers are top shelf.
Damn! I knew I'd forget something — forgot to make the Kortneyed Zucchini!
AH POOK bless us, every one!
En hommage to Cole Porter and Redd Foxx
Birds do it
Bees do it
Even creeps at Bob Jones U do it
Let's do it
Let's all get drunk and throw up in the car
I'm thankful for my penis and people who like my penis (not many, but those who do…they're cool).
Thanksgiving Ponies! http://bit.ly/SY8Vfh
Just sent everyone packing. First Thanksgiving in the new house, and even with the toddlers (yes, plural) destroying everything in sight, I managed to sit, sigh, smile and, yes, be thankful for the chance.
Plus, I ended up with a fridge full of great food and beer. Hard to muster the cynicism right now. Thanks for another year full of laughs, everyone, and I hope y'all managed a moment of peace today.
Rice-a-roni
I'm thankful that I have pension and that I've lived long enough to collect it.
Captain Ahab, I presume?
Arkee, young Jim, says Long John with a parable on his shoulder.
Thar she blows!
Oh! She wouldn't!
—
They ARRRRRR!
First change, now hope.
Only the toes knows. http://fightingreality.files.wordpress.com/2012/0…
Right there. Ahh, yeah. That's it.
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