Gobble, gobble. That's not the call of a turkey, that's the sound of me eating turkey. And cranberry sauce. And pie. And that sweet potato casserole with the melted marshmallows on top . . .
Sorrryyyy. Welcome to the Thanksgiving edition of the Unicorner! In light of the holiday this week, I've selected some festive media for you to feast upon. What better way to give thanks than observe the unicorn? Here goes.
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| WHAT. WHAAAAT. WHAAAAAAAT1102302!!one!0!!201 *sob* Whoever made this, I will hunt them down and personally murder them. |
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| I will most definitely be eating here. As long as they don't serve unicorns! |
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| Even Native Americans had unicorns! This one was the guest of honor at the first Thanksgiving dinner. |
A joyous Thanksgiving to your and yours, from Vespucca. Maybe the next one can be held in the capital city . . . ?
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Imperium iuvenibus, et unicōrniēs aeternās.
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