Turkey Day!

[alittleblackmagic]

[phone, public]
...........the best ..... ever!  Mia, Shiraasan, Canada, come over here and look!  Where are you guys?!  Look, it's trying to pick up the knife, this is so cool, it's like a zombie turkey or something does anyone have like that thing that freezes moments in time so we can look at this again late -- Whoa!  H-Hey, stop -- No, put that down hey no not -- OOOOOWWW how the YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE LIMBS STOP THAT.

MIAAAAA!
DO YOU REMEMBER HOW WE SAID I COULD ONLY BLOW UP THE HOUSE ONCE EVERY FEW WEEKS or so and only when I really had to please please please i really want to blowuptheturkeyitkeepstryin.....

[The voice fades away.  Palom will take calls about his homicidal turkey after a massive explosion resounds through the telephone, though.]

Comments

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

... You put your foot on that.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

It's clean. I just washed up three hours ago.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Yes, and then you walked on the ground.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

The ground is. Um. Clean, too.

[Actually now it has turkey bits all over it but.]

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure that's not true.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

I definitely remember you mopping it three or four days ago.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Three or four days?

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

How dirty could it possibly get? Think of all the hard work I put into fighting this thing.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Which is why we should simply leave it as a token of your victory.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

. . . I'm taking another bite first.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Just don't make more of a mess.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

[Raaaaawr. Palom the Victorious viciously stabs his prey once again.]

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Clean up after yourself, please.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

((Automated Response: Back from hiatus! If you'd like to suspend this thread, please feel free to do so.))

[Grrrrrr Palom the Mighty ignores the whining of the peons and ferociously kicks the turkey towards the trash can.]

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

[The Most Important and Majestic of Peons watches with raised eyebrow]

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

[And in it goes. Palom whips at his mouth a little and puts his hands on his hips.]

Time for dessert!

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

You are planning on cleaning the floor first, right?

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

. . . The Elder says to always finish digesting before you do any manual labor.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Well this Elder says it'd better be clean before you go to bed.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

You hafta be over 100 to be an Elder. And you're a girl.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

How do you know how old I am?

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

. . . If you're over a hundred, then you've got to be some kind of zombie.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

So your Elders are all zombies?

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

No! They all look over 100. You look like you're 20.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Oh, thank you!