She started shimmying, the turkey wings flapping rhythmically.
Even with a bird on her head and a missing toe between them, the "worst holiday" had just become the one they’d never forget.
"You cut off my toe!" Chandler shouted, the memory resurfacing with phantom pain.
The aroma of Monica’s legendary turkey filled the apartment, but the mood was less "gratitude" and more "grudge." It all started when Chandler, still traumatized by his parents' divorce announcement over a turkey dinner years ago, declared Thanksgiving a holiday of misery.
Ross and Monica took everyone back to 1987. It was the era of "Miami Vice" suits and flock-of-seagulls hair. A teenage, much heavier Monica was desperate to impress Ross’s cool college friend, Chandler. But the night ended in heartbreak when she overheard Chandler call her "Ross's fat sister."
"I can't believe you said that," Monica muttered in the present, stabbing a potato. "I was a jerk! I had feathered hair!" Chandler defended.
Chandler tried to stay mad, but the sight was too ridiculous. "You are so great," he chuckled, the hurt melting away. "I love you." [S5E8] The One With The Thanksgiving Flashbacks
"I said... you’re great," Chandler stammered, his eyes widening as he realized what he’d just let slip for the first time.
She started shimmying, the turkey wings flapping rhythmically.
Even with a bird on her head and a missing toe between them, the "worst holiday" had just become the one they’d never forget.
"You cut off my toe!" Chandler shouted, the memory resurfacing with phantom pain.
The aroma of Monica’s legendary turkey filled the apartment, but the mood was less "gratitude" and more "grudge." It all started when Chandler, still traumatized by his parents' divorce announcement over a turkey dinner years ago, declared Thanksgiving a holiday of misery.
Ross and Monica took everyone back to 1987. It was the era of "Miami Vice" suits and flock-of-seagulls hair. A teenage, much heavier Monica was desperate to impress Ross’s cool college friend, Chandler. But the night ended in heartbreak when she overheard Chandler call her "Ross's fat sister."
"I can't believe you said that," Monica muttered in the present, stabbing a potato. "I was a jerk! I had feathered hair!" Chandler defended.
Chandler tried to stay mad, but the sight was too ridiculous. "You are so great," he chuckled, the hurt melting away. "I love you."
"I said... you’re great," Chandler stammered, his eyes widening as he realized what he’d just let slip for the first time.