A Christmas Story
Aunt Nancy got her turkey all prepped and ready for Christmas dinner. The less-than-aesthetically-pleasing slash generally unappetizing parts of the turkey were tossed into a bowl in the sink.
“Carson, can you take those turkey parts out to the dogs?” Aunt Nancy yelled to her youngest son.
Aunt Nancy heard the door slam behind Carson as he ran out to deliver protein-y-goodness to the pups.
When Aunt Nancy returned to the kitchen, she saw the bowl of gross things, still sitting in her sink. “Well, what the he** did he take out to the dogs, then?” she wondered incredulously.
The turkey. The beautiful, perfectly cooked turkey that was to be their fabulous Christmas dinner. Was served instead to drooling canines.
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