10/02/2006

Reflections on fisting poultry

As I stuck my gloved hand into the body cavity of the ten pound turkey, I thought to myself 'How did I get here?'
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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

It's always about you, isn't it?
Nary a "do you like that baby?" or a "show me some giblets, sweetcheeks!" to the turkey.

10:37 pm
Heather said...

i myself have questioned in the same way, only instead of a turkey, it's a yeti...

12:28 am
Winston said...

Sometimes, that's just where you end up! ;P

11:28 pm

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