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THE BAD TURKEY
BILL AND HIS FAMILY WERE GOING ON VACATION. HE LIVED IN LANGELOTH THEN, HE ASK ME 2 WATCH HIS TURKEY'S 4 HIM. NOT A COUPLE, A SMALL FLOCK. OF COURSE I SAID YES. I HATED BIRDS, BUT WOULD DO ANYTHING 2 HELP SOMEONE IF I COULD. EVERYDAY I WALKED UP 2 WATER AND FEED HIS TURKEYS. AND EVERYDAY THIS ONE TURKEY WOULD SLAP THE HELL OUT OF ME WITH ITS WINGS, AND I MEAN IT KICKED MY ASS. I PUT UP WITH THIS 4 DAYS. THEN ABOUT 2 DAYS B4 HE RETURNED HOME ,I HAD HAD ENOUGH OF THAT MEAN ASS TURKEY, I TOLD THAT BIRD REPEATEDLY, HE WAS GOING 2 GET IT. HE DID NOT BELIEVE ME, SO I CHOKED HIM 2 DEATH AFTER HE TRYED 2 BEAT ME UP AGAIN. I DIDN'T THINK HE WOULD MISS JUST ONE, SO I TRYED 2 THROW IT OVER THE HILL, WHEN I DID IT GOT STUCK IN A TREE! OF CORSE I COULDN'T GET IT DOWN. IT WAS IN PLAIN SIGHT! BILL CAME AND SEEN HIS BIRD AND ASK ME WHAT HAPPENED? I PLEADED SELF DEFENCE. HE COULN'T HELP BUT LAUGH.