[ WP ] Your Grandmother is an evil mastermind bent on the death of everyone in your family . You 're the only one who knows .

Thanksgiving was always the fun holiday. 
 
 Secretly testing each and every dish, looking for the poison, the one year she put a bomb in the turkey, set off to go at a certain temperature, that was fun, in a screwed up way. I had some close calls, the expired cranberry sauce surprised me and almost killed Aunt Ann. 
 
 I'm almost kind of sad the old hag died, she was a good enemy, never predictable. Though I wo n't miss testing the contents of presents for biological weapons, that was a bitch and a half. Especially when the kids thought I was Santa.
