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By Bill Stokes
Kickass, the doorstop dog, reports the following:
TWO TURKEYS TALKING:
1ST turkey, “So you were at the White House pardoning ceremony then?”
2nd turkey, “Yes, and it was even more of a fiasco than usual.”
1st turkey, “How so?”
2nd turkey, “The POTUS got confused and announced that he was pardoning all the chickens that had crossed the road.”
1st turkey, “Why?”
2nd turkey, “He explained that the chicken came before the egg and he was sitting on the egg as the best Humpty Dumpty who ever held the office, and he had signed an executive order making the turkey the national bird in place of the eagle.”
1st turkey, “Then what happened?”
2nd turkey, “Well, as he contorted his plump body in patting himself on the back the POTUS fell off the egg and smashed into a million pieces and none of his expert staff could put him back together again.”
1st turkey, “So where does this leave us?”
2nd turkey,” Unpardoned and waiting for the carving knife wielded by Pete Hegseth, one of the staff capons.”
1st turkey, “Is there no hope then?”
2nd turkey, “Oh yes: Sit up to the Thanksgiving table, eat yourself into a stupor, take a nap and wake to see if there is any pie left. This traditional ritual will convince you of the decency at your table and the impossibility of pardoning any one who threatens it.
Happy Thanksgiving from the keeper and Phyllis!
