Thursday, December 17, 2009

On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to meeee...

4 calling birds. Whom...may I ask....are they calling? My best guess is probably the three french hens. Yes, it's an international call, but still.

Speaking of hens. Did you know at Disneyland, they have the Turkey that has the Presidential Pardon at Thanksgiving? I know that turkey's aren't the same as hens...but they're both poultry. Ok, so every year the president pardon's 1 turkey at Thanksgiving to be spared from the knife, the oven, and ultimately, the acidity of the stomach. This one special turkey then gets to hang out at Disneyland all year. Awesome. Here's my question...what happens to the turkey when the year is over, and a new "pardoned" turkey gets to take his place? I bet the old one gets killed and eaten for Thanksgiving! It's all a ruse! So instead of being the one lucky turkey who's life was graciously spared by the leader of our country (which, by the way is a very random tradition), he ends up being the turkey that lives for a year with the knowledge that he is going to die. He probably scratches a countdown in his little turkey coup. If there's ONE way that Disneyland wouldn't be fun, it would be because you're stuck on display and are on a countdown to death. Poor turkey.

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