The Annual Turkey Massacre

*****sapiens is what is me. I am so happy I am not a turkey. I am not taxonomically classified in a family known to ornithologists as Melogracidae. With a sauce made from the cranberry, these creatures will be served come Thursday. Without their feathers, they will spend most of the day, inside some hot ovens just roasting away. Therefore, these animals among the vertebrate ranks, will not be spending their time giving thanks. So many turkey lives will be lost. It will be like another holocaust.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Dietrich Avatar
September 27, 2012 at 6:24 PM
Good one for the coming feast, Robert!! It won't be long now...... gobble gobble gobble!!!
Mannan Avatar
September 26, 2012 at 11:15 PM
Hey a unique viewpoint. I like it very much Robert. Poor turkeys.
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