I'm thankful for you guys, you've given me some of the best times in my life that I'll look back with fond nostalgia, you opened my mind, you got me to pull my head out of my metaphorical turtle shell, and you gave me a reason not to tie a noose around my neck and cease to be vertically challenged. I'm thankful for the existence of the animal shelter I work at and my companions at home--my overzealous Border Terrier, Kismet, and separation anxiety-filled cockatiel, Walter. I am thankful I have the balls to write up these GAY HETEROSEXUAL confessions and post them publicly.
I am also thankful for our precious bodily fluids.
And regular chickens.