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minus-squareFlying Squid@lemmy.worldOPlinkfedilinkarrow-up44arrow-down1·3 months agoPeople joke about how Benjamin Franklin wanted it to be the turkey. He wasn’t talking about the domesticated bird we normally eat at Thanksgiving. He was talking about one of these dinosaurs: And god help you if you get between a tom and one of his mates. Here’s a wild turkey spur:
minus-squarecygnus@lemmy.calinkfedilinkarrow-up29arrow-down3·edit-23 months agoYeah, no thanks. The only wild turkey I like is in a glass, served neat.
minus-squarechickenf622@sh.itjust.workslinkfedilinkarrow-up4·3 months agoI prefer some rocks and a few dashes of bitters
minus-squarepostmateDumbass@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkarrow-up7·3 months agoWild turkeys are so different than regular ones. We should call them something different. Maybe we could call them Türkies so we know the difference.
minus-squarejordanlund@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkarrow-up4·3 months agoThere’s always Wild Turkey. I hear it will fuck you up!
minus-squareFuglyDuck@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up7·edit-23 months agoDo be fair. It’s hard to take them seriously when you’re watching them jump for crab apples they can’t quite reach. Not that turkeys aren’t all around a better bird than the carrion scavenger.
People joke about how Benjamin Franklin wanted it to be the turkey.
He wasn’t talking about the domesticated bird we normally eat at Thanksgiving.
He was talking about one of these dinosaurs:
And god help you if you get between a tom and one of his mates. Here’s a wild turkey spur:
Yeah, no thanks. The only wild turkey I like is in a glass, served neat.
I prefer some rocks and a few dashes of bitters
That is one horny devil
Wild turkeys are so different than regular ones.
We should call them something different.
Maybe we could call them Türkies so we know the difference.
There’s always Wild Turkey. I hear it will fuck you up!
Do be fair.
It’s hard to take them seriously when you’re watching them jump for crab apples they can’t quite reach.
Not that turkeys aren’t all around a better bird than the carrion scavenger.