Ok, I think I understand black Friday. My mom, Aunt Deana and my grandma look at papers after dinner on Thanksgiving. Then they wake up when it is still dark outside and go stand in line where it is cold. I am only able to flirt with the people standing around me, becuase of the retail lights on the stores near the shopping line.
So, on the Friday after Thanksgiving, shopping starts when it is still black outside. Ok, I am going to go back to sleep.
Grace.
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