P. Dai
The Friday before Thanksgiving, when the office turns into a Christmas party and people eat weird stuff that starts with P.
I brought pie, pancakes, and popcorn to work on P Day. My coworkers were weirded out.
We put up Christmas trees and played Jingle Bells. It was P Day.
I ate pizza, pretzels, and pumpkin bread. I got a stomachache, but it was worth it.
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