Thursday, November 25, 2004

Happy Thanksgiving! (to those who celebrate it)

Boy, my belly is full -_- Which means, I'll be able to sleep well...and have nightmares about turkies. Turkies are not good for anything else but food. (am I even spelling that right? Oh well, I'm tired)

Did I ever explain to you about a horrid turkey incendent? I don't think I did. Well, I will now, and it might just change your mind on loving these birds:

"I remember it all so clearly, as if it had happened yesterday."

"What happened grammy?"

"Oh..it was aweful *cough* I get so worked up just thinking of the experience."

"Do we need to get Dr. Brunksworthel in the room, just in case?"

"No. I'll be fine...Now, it was many years ago, obviously, when I and two friends went camping in Texas. It was a lovely place called Palo Duro Canyon. We went there a couple times before and visited that little Indian stand-"

"Gramma!"

"Oh, sorry. I got carried away. Anywhoo, this time it was cold and rainy. That was fine, we all bundled up in long John's and went hicking, no matter the weather. Well, my friends and I got lost in the dried up canyon when it began to rain.."

"Oh grammy, did you get scared?"

"No silly child, it was just sprinkling. Now, hush up and lemme finish my story before I keel over..As I was saying, it began to 'sprinkle'. Now, it was expected to really rain cats and dogs, so my friends and I got a little worried and started to look for a way to get to higher ground. For about two hours of trudging through the canyon's riverbed, we finally see the road. But to get to it, we had to jump a creek...which was fun. All three of us made it to the road where my friend's mom picked us up...yeah, she was mad.

Well, about two hours later, after the rain had stopped. Her mom decides to take a ride around the park. So we all go and look at beautiful scenery. Whilst looking at the canyon, we see an empty campsite. It was filled with a flock of wild turkey."

"Where ya scared?"

"NO! I was fearless in the eyes of danger!!! What do ya make me out to be, an old maid!?"

"Well..."

"Hush now! Anyways, we decided to make contact with these strange animals by means of gobbling at them."

"You never told us you could speak turkey!"

"I can speak lots of things. Well, needless to say, our turkish was not as good as we had all thought. Someway, somehow, we managed to piss of them derned animals. And for the next few days of our visit, them birds decided to take liberty and attack us everywhere we went. They surrounded our tent and followed us everywhere. It got sooo bad that we couldn't even go fifty feet to the restrooms by ourselves."

"Wow, now were you scared?"

"Absolutely."

Okay, it went down like that...except, I'm not an old grandmother......and I was not scared of the birds! So next time you see a turkey..stay away from the beast.
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