The Perfect tweet, only 270 characters to log: your mom asks, and what are you thankful for? You respond, my falcon. Everyone starts cracking up. Your dad says, son you don’t have a falcon. You whistle and hold out your arm. Your falcon crashes through the window, knocks all the food off the table and hops up on your outstretched arm. You shovel some mashed potatoes into your mouth and say, there’s a lot you motherfuckers don’t know about me

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The Perfect tweet, only 270 characters to log: your mom asks, and what are you thankful for? You respond, my falcon. Everyone starts cracking up. Your dad says, son you don’t have a falcon. You whistle and hold out your arm. Your falcon crashes through the window, knocks all the food off the table and hops up on your outstretched arm. You shovel some mashed potatoes into your mouth and say, there’s a lot you motherfuckers don’t know about me

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