All the Pfost down in Pfost-ville liked Thanksgiving a lot!

They played games and watched football and enjoyed Steven’s buggy….
His wife had never seen such a dusty, dirty hubby!

(that is one happy kid!)

And all of this fun made every one of us a little more manly…
Id' say we make a great looking family!

("Can we watch more football?")

Every Pfost down in Pfost-ville, the tall and the small, sat down to the greatest feast of them all.
And they feasted! And they feasted!
They FEASTED! FEASTED! FEASTED! FEASTED!.......

And he...
...HE HIMSELF...!
Mr. Steven D. Pfost carved the roast beast!