The Turkey

The farmer has fed the turkey every day, and the turkey has every reason to believe this will continue on forever.
So, when the farmer loads the turkey on to the truck and takes him to the butcher, the turkey is thinking “The butcher is going to feed me?”
The butcher approaches with a knife, raises the blade, and then hands it to the turkey.
“Nobody will suspect you,” he whispers to the turkey.
Then he pulls out a photograph of a rival butcher.
“I want no witnesses.”
The turkey nods, and then says “So, when do I get fed?”

2 thoughts on “The Turkey”

  1. The Turkey
    By Jeff Hite

    “The Turkey is dead.”
    “Yes it is.”
    “That is the way we like it best.”
    “Yes, it is.”
    “We don’t like it alive.”
    “No we don’t”
    “The Turkey is dead because it’s head is cut off.”
    “That is right.”
    “The skin does not have any feathers.”
    “No they were taken off.”
    “WE don’t like it with feathers.”
    “No they are hard to chew.”
    “I don’t like chewing feathers.”
    “I hope not.”
    “the turkey is dead, with no feathers and it’s head is cut off.”
    “Yes. Look can we talk about this after dinner?”
    “Ok. Dad, is the bacon is dead?”

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