Don’t Tell Maurice
As long as I can remember, we have named our turkeys for Thanksgiving. Probably because of how long we’ve done it, there’s no stigma associated with eating a named food at an annual celebration. That, and I never actually knew the bird by it’s name while alive. (Minor details – I know).
Anyway, this year, Maurice will be joining us for dinner. I occasionally refer to him as the “Space Cowboy.” A few even call him “The Gangster of Love” – I’m not into frozen turkeys. Names aside, I hope you all enjoy your Thanksgiving celebrations how ever you choose to celebrate (named, anonymous, or no turkey). And if you’re hungry, Maurice is more than enough to feed a crowd so come on over!
A big ‘Thank You’ goes to Six for this gem!
Assisted Procrastination 
November 25, 2008 at 5:09 pm
Even though I was going to post this on my blog, I do think it is HYSTERICAL! My favorite quote is “just get that out of your turkey head!”