16Feb / 2002

Overheard at the local organic farm

Gamma: “Let’s go look at the cows.”
Miguel: “Okay.”
Gamma: “Put me on your shoulders so I can see in the window.”
Miguel: “Sure.”
Gamma: “Look, one cow is peeing and the other one is drinking it! Hah!”
Miguel: “She’s just tasting it.”
Gamma: “What are those next door?”
Miguel: “About a hundred white turkeys.”
100 White Turkeys: [stare out the window at Miguel and Gamma with dumb fascination]
Miguel: [to turkeys] “Gobble gobble gobble.”
100 White Turkeys: [in unison] “GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE!!!!!”

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9 responses to “Overheard at the local organic farm”

  1. D

    You talk turkey?

  2. gwen

    you might enjoy this little ditty — got it from a well-known e-card place i was whoring myself out to for a couple months last year.

    Turkey Time!

  3. Mig

    I can also curse in fluent kangaroo…

  4. space

    I don’t know what it is about this post that I find so amusing, but I keep coming back just to read it. Maybe it’s just that turkeys are yummy. I might swith your link on my site to just this post. would that anger you?

  5. michele

    Gobble. Gobble Gobble Gobble. GOBBLE!!!!

  6. kittenesh

    i loved trips to the farm when i was little. best ever childhood memory, really.

  7. Jessica

    Oh yes: the stench, the noise, the little bugs flying up your nose. My loathing of people who chew with their mouths open only came upon me after a week on a farm when I was 10. I can still here them smacking their little piggy / cowy / goaty / turkey lips. Agh! Gobble!

    Turkeys really truly will drown if you don’t bring them in when it rains.

  8. Miguel

    You’re both right about farms. I also have good childhood memories of farms. And, last time we visited some farmer friends in the summer, it was surprising the tolerance they had built up for flies and mice. Like, she would open a cupboard to get some plates, and mice would be jumping around, and she’d just take a plate and close the cupboard door again. and flies would ride the forks up to their mouths when they ate, and then fly away at the last minute to avoid getting eaten.

  9. Bauke

    I see you changed the Title-tag on your page… :-)