A man in Phoenix calls his son in New York the day before Thanksgiving and says,"I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough.
“Pop, what are you talking about?” the son screams. We can’t stand the sight of each other any longer," the father says. “We’re sick of each other, and I’m sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her.”
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. “Like heck they’re getting divorced,” she shouts, “I’ll take care of this,”
She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at her father, “You are NOT getting divorced. Don’t do a single thing until I get there. I’m calling my brother back, and we’ll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don’t do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?” and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. “Okay,” he says, “they’re coming for Thanksgiving and paying their own way.”
THINGS THAT SOUND DIRTY AT THANKSGIVING
Talk about a huge breast!
Tying the legs together keeps the inside moist.
It’s Cool Whip time!
If I don’t undo my pants, I’ll burst!
Whew, that’s one terrific spread!
I’m in the mood for a little dark meat.
Are you ready for seconds yet?
It’s a little dry, do you still want to eat it?
Just wait your turn, you’ll get some!
Don’t play with your meat.
Just spread the legs open and stuff it in.
Do you think you’ll be able to handle all these people at once?
I didn’t expect everyone to come at once!
You still have a little bit on your chin.
How long will it take after you stick it in?
You’ll know it’s ready when it pops up.
Wow, I didn’t think I could handle all of that!
That’s the biggest one I’ve ever seen!
How long do I beat it before it’s ready?
What did the mother turkey say to her disobedient children?
If your father could see you now, he’d turn over in his gravy!
ha ha ha
Let’s all give Thanks!
Thanks, Mr. Bill.
Well thats nice that schools are ignoring the history of the country way to go idiot school districts!
Be sure to open them up.
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Last year at Christmas time, my mom went to my sister’s house for the traditional holiday feast.
Knowing how gullible my sister is, my mom decided to play a trick.
She told my sister that she needed something from the store and asked if my sister wouldn’t mind going out to get it. When my sister left the house, my mom took the turkey out of the oven, removed the mixed stuffing, stuffed a Cornish hen, and inserted it into the turkey… then re-stuffed the turkey. She then placed the bird(s) back into the oven.
When it was time for dinner, my sister pulled the turkey out of the oven and proceeded to remove the stuffing. When her serving spoon hit something, she reached in and pulled out the little bird.
With a look of total shock on her face, my mother exclaimed, “Barbara, you’ve cooked a pregnant bird!”
At the reality of this horrifying news, my sister started to cry hysterically.
It took the entire family almost two hours to convince her that turkeys lay eggs!
Yes, my sister is a BLONDE.
Sure! Turkey salad!