I'm saddened to know that every 13 secs a turkey commits suicide to avoid being the victim of a thanksgiving dinner. Think about that when your fisting stuffing into today's feast. My neighbor found their turkey strewn across the basement floor, empty bottles of sleeping pills and Wild Turkey at his side, with Cyndi Lauper's 'True Colors' playing on repeat. Sad. I'm sticking with ham. Pigs just don't give a Crap.
But happy Thanksgiving!