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So I had thanksgiving today on my mom's side of the family at her oldest sister's house. As usual, it was a blast with damn near all 100 of us showing up and not so much of a blast since I was again Favorite Cousin to Play With (well...still a blast blaugh )

Except for one thing that no matter how you look at it it is not cool.

My uncle has a golf cart that is a source of amusement among practically all the kids but me (gimme pool or airhockey any day). I got roped into riding with four kids all under the legal driving age--and they all wanted to drive. If I wasn't wishing the damn thing had seatbelts then I was screaming at the kids to WATCH WHERE THEY WERE GOING or to SIT THEIR BUTTS DOWN or to SLOW DOWN. And the damn cart felt like it was going to roll a couple of times.

I have next to no voice at all.

Then I drove, and I admit it was kinda fun--in a "horrible rememberance of my multiple gokart accidents only without seatbelts" kind of way.