As crazy as the world is today we may not be around come Thanksgiving. I will go ahead and post this one just a little early and not take the chance.
Suppose the gobbler said to his hen?
Go out and chop the old man’s head off.
You know the one with the flowing beard.
The fat one that is strutting around so weird.
I want you to cook him golden tan.
Make sure there is lots of juice in the pan.
Silly me, you know how I like my man.
Suppose the hen said to the gobbler?
Dear, I invited Bambi for dinner.
Oh great Honey, Thanksgiving wouldn’t be the same without her.
What if Bambi had a gun?
Would all the hunters run?
What if the turkey had an axe?
Would you possibly wax?