Or is it Hanksgiving because that’s the first day of Mr. Hankie the Christmas Poo season?
Well it is. It’s probably bigger than NYE since everyone is hyper aware of drinking and driving then. It’s a natural outgrowth of coming home from college and meeting up with your high school friends. And those slightly older all visiting their parents and the old friends all being together in the same town. Then bars picked up on it and pushed specials and events. Over the last 10 years I’ve really seen it blow up.
Mine went pretty good. I stayed a bit later than planned (shocker!!), but I got see a bunch of folks I hadn’t seen in awhile. We were at a new place that was done very nicely, with a big bar, but I guess it’s got a bad rap as a restaurant because besides our group there was basically no one there. Perfect!! 
I have heard that it is “a huge bar night” but it has always been just ok at the gin joints I hang in.
Now, in St Louis, Thanksgiving night used to be “the” night to see the band “Jakes Leg” at their old stomping grounds, “Twenty North”. The place was probably rated for 75-100 people but when the hippies start gathering they squeezed (squooze?) in at least twice to three times that number. The place wrecked of Patchouli, good weed and stale beer. mmmmmmm
I shudder at the thought of Hankie the Christmas Poo themed meal.
From laughter or horror, I’m not sure, but I do shudder.
I’ve always wondered how the writers came up with the name “Mr. Hankie”. “Mister <somebody>” makes complete sense within the already insane context of a “Christmas poo”. But why “Hankie?”
We all know a hankie is a hunk of cloth you carry around, blow snot into, then stuff back in your pocket/purse. That’s kinda gross already. I suppose there *could *be some society that carries a cloth around to wipe their butt with then put it back in their pocket.
Hmm.
I grew in the suburbs of Boston and it has been a tradition for many decades.
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SIGH! I laughed at this.
You are on a roll with this thread.