

How to Cook a Thanksgiving Turkey In...
20
Easy Steps
Step 1: Go buy a turkey
Step 2: Take a drink of
whiskey (scotch)
Step 3: Put turkey in the
oven
Step 4: Take another 2 drinks
of whiskey
Step 5: Set the degree at 375
ovens
Step 6: Take 3 more whiskeys
of drink
Step 7: Turn oven the on
Step 8: Take 4 whisks of
drinky
Step 9: Turk the bastey
Step 10: Whiskey another
bottle of get
Step 11: Stick a turkey in
the thermometer
Step 12: Glass yourself a
pour of whiskey
Step 13: Bake the whiskey for
4 hours
Step 14: Take the oven out of
the turkey
Step 15: Take the oven out of
the turkey
Step 16: Floor the turkey up
off of the pick
Step 17: Turk the carvey
Step 18: Get yourself another
scottle of botch
Step 19: Tet the sable and
pour yourself a glass of turkey
Step 20: Bless the saying,
pass and eat out

Shot Out of the Oven
The turkey shot out of the
oven
And rocketed into the air.
It knocked every plate off the table
And partly demolished a chair
It ricocheted into a corner
And burst with a deafening boom
Then splattered all over the kitchen
Completely obscuring the room
It stuck to the walls and the
windows
It totally coated the floor,
There was turkey attached to the ceiling,
Where there'd never been turkey before.
It blanketed every appliance
It smeared every saucer and bowl
There wasn't a way I could stop it,
That turkey was outta control.
I scraped and scrubbed with
displeasure
and Thought with chagrin as I mopped,
That I'd never again stuff a turkey
with popcorn that hasn't been popped!
So..................Don't be
a turkey
Have a Happy Thanksgiving !

A THANKSGIVING POEM
Twas the night of
Thanksgiving, but I just couldn't sleep
I tried counting backwards, I tried counting sheep.
The leftovers
beckoned-- the dark meat and white,
but I fought the temptation with all of my might.
Tossing and turning
with anticipation, the thought
of a snack became infatuation.
So, I raced to the
kitchen, flung open the door
and gazed at the fridge, full of goodies galore.
I gobbled up turkey
and buttered potatoes,
pickles and carrots, beans and tomatoes.
I felt myself
swelling so plump and so round,
till all of a sudden, I rose off the ground.
I crashed through
the ceiling, floating into the sky
With a mouthful of pudding and a handful of pie
But, I managed to
yell as I soared past the trees.......
happy eating to all---pass the cranberries, please!
.........author unknown

THINGS
TO DO TO LIVEN THANKSGIVING DINNER
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then take it to the kitchen, toss it all in the blender, and take your "shake"
back to the table. Announce that it's the ALL new Thanksgiving Weight Loss Shake. 2. When everyone goes around to say what they are
thankful for, say, "I'm thankful I didn't get caught," and refuse to say
anything more.
3. Bring along old recorded football games,
pop them in the VCR when Dad's not looking. Make sure it is set to the last two minutes of
the game. When he comes into the room, turn off the VCR and turn on the regular TV.
4. Bring a date that only talks about the
tragic and abusive conditions known to exist at turkey farms.
5. During mid-meal turn to mom and say,
"See mom, I told you they wouldn't notice that the turkey was past the expiration
date. You were worried for nothing."

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The
12 Days of Thanksgiving |
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On
the First Day.....
We give thanks for the fresh turkey feast and its hot trimmings.
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On
the Second Day.....
We bless the cold turkey sandwiches, sloshy cranberry sauce, and hard rolls. |
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On the Third Day.....
We praise the turkey pie and vintage mixed veggies |
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On
the Fourth Day.....
We thank the pilgrims for not serving bison that first time, or we'd be celebrating
Thanksgiving until April. |
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On the Fifth Day.....
We gobble up cubed bird casserole and
pray for a glimpse of a naked turkey carcass. |
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On
the Sixth Day.....
We show gratitude (sort of) to the creative cook who slings cashews at the turkey
and calls it Oriental. |
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On
the Seventh Day.....
We forgive our forefathers and pass the turkey-nugget pizza. |
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On the Eighth Day.....
The word ''vegetarian'' keeps popping into our heads. |
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On the Ninth Day.....
We check our hair to make sure we're not beginning to sprout feathers |
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On the Tenth Day.....
We hope that the wing meat kabobs catch
fire under the broiler |
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On the Eleventh Day.....
We smile over the creamed gizzard
because the thigh bones are in sight |
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On the Twelfth Day.....
We apologize for running out of turkey
leftovers and everybody says
AMEN !

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