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My Mother's Italian, My Father's Jewish & I'm Home For The Holidays
It's the Holiday season. Steve's headed home for a big Holiday dinner with the whole (wild and wacky) family. All is not going so well. A storm has closed his lay-over airport and he's stranded in Atlanta. The "where are you?" phone calls start coming in. As Steve's frustration grows, he details his family get-togethers where, if you're under 60 you get to sit at the children's table. Thirty-five over fed, very opinionated people and one sluggish toilet.
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