“I know all of you are making corny comments about my imminent demise, but let me tell you something – I’ve had mine, baby. Yes, I enjoyed my life to the fullest even though some have mocked me as being a bird-brain. And you probably didn’t know this, but one of my ancestors was granted a full pardon by the President of the United States! (I don’t remember which one) – so there.
And now that time has come for me to go the way of all fowl, I just wanted to fulfill the last item on my bucket list – casually strolling down the middle of a beautiful New England street on a fine autumn day with the gentle wind ruffling my feathers.
Yes, my friends, I too have a rendezvous with destiny -- not at some disputed barricade -- but one accompanied by cranberry sauce, stuffing and pumpkin pie. Happy Thanksgiving to all.”
Amazon announces self-delivering turkeys in time for Thanksgiving. As part of Amazon's new experimental drone package delivery system, some deliveries, such as fowl who prefer not to fly, will arrive directly to your house on foot. One of the first experimental deliveries shown here, just seconds away from arriving at the front door of a fine New England home.
I once had a stylish friend (sadly, now deceased) who had a collection of sorts of velvet and needlepoint slippers.
He would wear them at home along with a subtle, but elegant smoking jacket. I wonder if anyone wears smoking jackets anymore.
I also wonder, Muffie and readers, whether the "proper" practice regarding such slippers is that they are worn only by a gentleman in his own home, or do some individuals wear them out?
"The Great Escape"! He looks like he's sneaking away.
ReplyDelete"On my way to Vegantown"
ReplyDeleteReminds of my mother's street in Brookline, Massachusetts. They walk around like they own the place.
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A walk on the wild side.......PA
ReplyDeleteWhy DID the turkey cross the road...?
ReplyDeleteNow's the time to learn some camouflage skills... REAL QUICK !
ReplyDeleteI am headed to the Commonwealth. I refuse to be slaughtered and eaten in a place like Rhode Island.
ReplyDeleteIs it the 23rd yet?
ReplyDeleteAm I there yet?
ReplyDeleteDinner will be late this year.
ReplyDeleteWhistling softly past the graveyard
ReplyDeleteThe Concord Diaspora
I am not a turkey, I am a hybrid.
ReplyDeleteMy future dream home. Oh wait ~ there's a turkey!
ReplyDeleteThese spurs were made for walkin'...and walkin's what they'll do !
ReplyDelete“I know all of you are making corny comments about my imminent demise, but let me tell you something – I’ve had mine, baby. Yes, I enjoyed my life to the fullest even though some have mocked me as being a bird-brain. And you probably didn’t know this, but one of my ancestors was granted a full pardon by the President of the United States! (I don’t remember which one) – so there.
ReplyDeleteAnd now that time has come for me to go the way of all fowl, I just wanted to fulfill the last item on my bucket list – casually strolling down the middle of a beautiful New England street on a fine autumn day with the gentle wind ruffling my feathers.
Yes, my friends, I too have a rendezvous with destiny -- not at some disputed barricade -- but one accompanied by cranberry sauce, stuffing and pumpkin pie. Happy Thanksgiving to all.”
Best Wishes,
The Turkey
Amazon announces self-delivering turkeys in time for Thanksgiving. As part of Amazon's new experimental drone package delivery system, some deliveries, such as fowl who prefer not to fly, will arrive directly to your house on foot. One of the first experimental deliveries shown here, just seconds away from arriving at the front door of a fine New England home.
ReplyDeleteNice to see blue skies, we are all wearing N95 masks over here .. even the turkeys.
ReplyDeleteStart the car!!!!
ReplyDeleteMama...we're not going to eat Tom Turkey are we?
ReplyDelete"If I step away quietly and quickly no one will notice...just a little bit further and I'll be home safe...just a little bit further....quickly."
ReplyDeleteDoing the Turkey Trot! I'm outta here!
ReplyDeleteDrop your carving knives. Step back and nobody will get hurt. I carry Salmonella.
ReplyDeleteI once had a stylish friend (sadly, now deceased) who had a collection of sorts of velvet and needlepoint slippers.
ReplyDeleteHe would wear them at home along with a subtle, but elegant smoking jacket.
I wonder if anyone wears smoking jackets anymore.
I also wonder, Muffie and readers, whether the "proper" practice regarding such slippers is that they are worn only by a gentleman in his own home, or do some individuals wear them out?
L'esprit de l'escalier
ReplyDeleteDarling, what are you doing with that pillow case?
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