Hag Feast
A group of ladies who don’t just talk trash, they eat it, drink it, and sometimes throw it
My grandma’s Hag Feast is like a war. They’re all eating cookies and talking about who got fired and who got married.
At the Hag Feast, they don’t just gossip, they bring snacks, wine, and a side of drama.
The Hag Feast happened in the park. They were eating hot dogs and talking about my brother’s new girlfriend like she was a villain.