As people used to sing at a place I worked a long, long time ago, “Shove it up your turkey. Stuff that bird.”To the tune of Frère Jacques/Morning Bells Are Ringing or whatever.
I don’t like to think what the turkeys are thinking. I roast a breast from free range birds every time I start to run out (about 6 weeks as it’s just for me).
pouncingtiger about 13 years ago
Chris sacrificed his life for you two.
TiffWHO about 13 years ago
I’m printing this one out and putting it my Uncle Chris’ place on Thursday… Thank you Mark for this strip!
Aussie Down Under about 13 years ago
That has to hurt.
SusanSunshine Premium Member about 13 years ago
Very uncomfortable.
Somebody told him it was going to be a roast, but he didn’t know it would be so personal.
Some of those cuts were a little close to the bone.
He was sorry he got dressed for the occasion.
ke4jhj about 13 years ago
Must have been some miscommunication. Instead of “would would like to come to dinner?”, it must have been “would you like to be dinner?!?”
GoodQuestion Premium Member about 13 years ago
At the table, Chris was the breast of honor. . . . (☻)
Larry Miller Premium Member about 13 years ago
As people used to sing at a place I worked a long, long time ago, “Shove it up your turkey. Stuff that bird.”To the tune of Frère Jacques/Morning Bells Are Ringing or whatever.
bmonk about 13 years ago
At least his belly is (now) full. . . .
Yukoneric about 13 years ago
She didn’t use a rubber glove…………….
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member about 13 years ago
christmass is next. who is next?
vldazzle about 13 years ago
I don’t like to think what the turkeys are thinking. I roast a breast from free range birds every time I start to run out (about 6 weeks as it’s just for me).