Matty B: I can get us a free turkey, but there's a catch... we have to kill it
Matty B: you down?
um... HECK TO THE YES!
So Satudray I put on my work pants and we carivan it down to the Turkey farm.
say hello to the little gobblers... and the big gobbler in front;)
Matty entered the cage and came back with a suprisinlgy still bundle of feathers. (I like to think if i'd just been snatched from my home I'd put up at least a little fight) We each grabed a scaley foot and carried the FATTY bird up the hill. Bringing the creature to its death was sort of odd. Mostly I just tried to keep my thigh from being in the direct path of its beak and pretended my shoulder muscle wasn't absolutley killing me.
We made it to the slaughter tree and hung the poor little guy from his feet to a branch.
Matty's Job = Shoving the knife up the birds beak and scrambling its brain
My Job = Holding the wings
Things to note while watching the clip below:
Somehow Paul inherited this cute girlish scream and I got the man yell
also...
don't miss Matt getting Turkey slapped a billion times... sorry Matty
The rest of the Turkey adventure went well. Towards the end I even got to pull out the heart! Total Indiana Jones moment:)
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!!!! I'm thankful for a kind cheerful boyfriend who takes me on such enjoyable adventures.
Special shout out to all SERE Specialists. God bless the Airforce.
SICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThat was really sad, well I dont know but I know I couldn't stop laughing when you lost hold of the turkey and your bf was getting hit. Sorry. thanks for sharing
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