Jeff and Jill Krupshaw and their children had hosted a fun and sometimes rambunctious Thanksgiving dinner at their house as long as Rock had known them. It always featured tons of perfect food, mostly prepared by Jill, and then hours of football watching, but on this particular Thanksgiving, things really got crazy.
Rock was surprised to see that Dan, Jeff's and Jill's 24-year-old son, had hired two boxers to stage a fight after dinner. Dan had put a ring in one of his sister's bedrooms, and he and several of his friends gathered around it. Rock watched from the doorway to see two enormous, obese men, nearly asleep it appeared, lean against one another until one finally slid down the other to the mat. He looked dead, Rock thought.
The first football game was on. Everyone moved from the crazy boxing match to the den. Rock took a seat on the carpet. He felt very sleepy, until someone opened the front door and at least twenty deer fawns charged into the house. The acted like slightly tamer versions of the raptors from Jurassic Park, clawing and biting enough to frighten everyone.
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