Ithron repeats the phrase, as if turning it over in his mind.
"Subjugation of our Native Peoples, subjugation of our Native Peoples..." he mutters, looking thoughtful. Suddenly he brightens up. "Nope, don't think the British Empire did any of that in its history!"
As such, we have no such feast. In this particular part of Her Majesty's Realm, we celebrate Xmas a month early (because term ends before Xmas) so I get two loads of turkey separated by a month. *beam*
"Subjugation of our Native Peoples, subjugation of our Native Peoples..." he mutters, looking thoughtful. Suddenly he brightens up. "Nope, don't think the British Empire did any of that in its history!"
As such, we have no such feast. In this particular part of Her Majesty's Realm, we celebrate Xmas a month early (because term ends before Xmas) so I get two loads of turkey separated by a month. *beam*