Monty by Jim Meddick for November 26, 2014

Transcript:

Sir I doth regret to report that we were unableth to butcher an innocent turkey for our barbaric feast. Curses! But surely there musteth be some other type fowl we can devour in a most brutish and savage way... Hark!... What goes there?! Sir, I believe it it is called a parrot. Aha! methinks our feast is redeemed! The Pilgrim dream again?