THANKSGIVING CAN GO SO WRONG ACCORDING TO ISLA!
…I didn’t realise they can fly…
10:30am, thanksgiving day, guests arriving, turducken uncooked.
My Mother walks in holding another turducken.
“Darling where’s your oven?” she demands.
“Mother! I already have MY turducken, and it’s in the oven now!”
“Oh well, two turduckens!” she replies.
I reluctantly chuck my mothers turducken in the oven, she’s standing right behind.
“What do you want now?” I demand.
“Don’t you dare talk to your mother like that young lady!”
“Mother you ruined everything! I told you over and over but you never listened.”
Suddenly the oven door explodes as both turduckens drift upwards.
I didn’t realise they can fly.