"I bought my little cabin in the summer of 1999. Windows were broken by bullet holes, there was no working toilet, a bedroom with a hole in the ceiling, and glowing mold. Perfect for myself and two kids right? On our first Thanksgiving, I spent seven hours trying to get the toilet to flush. The hillside behind the house was spouting rain-fed springs right and left. I finally realized there was no air flow, picked up a rock and busted a vent in the sewer pipe under the house. But wait, there's more. We capped it all off with a truly frightening Turkey Day dinner at a local truck stop (the only place that was open). My son and I ordered guacamole burgers and were sick for days. Now that was a Thanksgiving for the memory books!"
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