So everyone has come to your house to enjoy a Thanksgiving diner. They've made merry, stuffed themselves full of a wonderful dinner, lounged on your couches, and pawed your remote.
It's after 7PM...
Are you looking at your watch? Tapping you pencil? Doing a little obvious cleaning? Changing clothes?
Whatever could you be subtlety trying to tell your guests?
Thanks for coming. Now GET OUT!
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Ours our spending the night... (Below threshold)1. Posted by kelley | November 27, 2003 9:35 PM | Score: 0 (0 votes cast)
Ours our spending the night. YAWN. I, needless to say, have retired for the evening. It's nine-thirty. I've been slaving away over this deal for two days. Now I'm taking a little ME time... :D
1. Posted by kelley | November 27, 2003 9:35 PM |
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Posted on November 27, 2003 21:35
2. Posted by Parkway Rest Stop | November 28, 2003 12:34 AM | Score: 0 (0 votes cast)
"Here's your hat. What's your hurry?"
2. Posted by Parkway Rest Stop | November 28, 2003 12:34 AM |
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Posted on November 28, 2003 00:34
3. Posted by Jane | November 28, 2003 4:04 PM | Score: 0 (0 votes cast)
Some people are just clueless. You then have to resort to the not-so-subtle hints to break through the tryptophan-induced catatonia...
"Ummm, dinner's over, football's done, here's your coat, there's the door....bye now."
Works for me...lol.
3. Posted by Jane | November 28, 2003 4:04 PM |
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Posted on November 28, 2003 16:04