This is a terribly troubling night. There is travesty in the turkey. There is suffering in the stuffing. I feel uneven tonight. Something is not right.
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2 comments:
I'm so glad I'm not a turkey, a turkey, a turkey
I'm so glad I'm not a turkey on Thanksgiving day
They stuff you, they bake you
and then they all taste you
I'm so glad I'm not a turkey on Thanksgiving day
*** Coy ***
It's hard to be pissy when your making me laugh out loud.
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