Dead on Thanksgiving

My cousin ate a big turkey dinner and he was sleepy because of the Triptovan.

We suffered a great tragedy when we lost this man.

While he was driving, he fell asleep at the wheel.

He had a bad crash and he was killed.

They say he died instantly so maybe he wasn't in any pain.

I used to love Thanksgiving but now it will never again be the same.

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