Surly testudines, naked turkeys, and underwear eating cows in suburbia. And someone gets saved from the front seat of a burning car. All in a day's life of the Phelan clan. "Please tell me it's not a testudine!" 🐢
It Runs in the Family (Trigger warning: Vegans, beware. Lots of, uh, shall we say, "farm-to-table"-type meat talk ahead.) The lack of a very specific type of impulse control, it would seem, runs in my family. Because we're not all genetically related to one another (my mother, for example, has no…