Once upon a time, there was a very fat French king. All of the peasants in the surrounding towns, however, were skinny. This king, feeling bad about his fatness, decided to host a grand feast, inviting all of the townspeople. The purpose of this feast, obviously, was to fatten those surrounding him so he wouldn't feel so bad about himself. Of course, he could not give this as a reason to his loyal subjects. So, he told them that he wanted to celebrate and give thanks to them for all the work that they did in his kingdom. His people rejoiced! From then on, the country feasted every third Thursday in the month of November!
So, I think France deserves its own Thanksgiving because it is the best holiday known to man. Since the American feast story between the Indians and pilgrams is mostly fabricated and embellished, I have now fabricated my own Thanksgiving story for France. I will now send this lovely tale to President Sarkozy, and he will declare it a national holiday, and the French will live happily ever after, content, and with full stomaches!
Happy Thanksgiving! :)
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