Dear Ryan, can you do a third installment for things that ruin Thanksgiving?
My story began like any other
A wonderful life, playing in the sun
with a lovely wife and a beautiful son
It was the best time of the year
the leaves fall by the lot
everything was perfect
or so I thought.
Dad.. I'm scared.
Shh, quiet son.
Well, well, well. What do we have here?
Which one of ya'll is going to be the lucky turkey today, huh?
You! ..or maybe it's you!
HAHAHAHA!
Ah, just about right!
Don't you fight- back!
It's okay, son; we made it.
We made it again.
*crying* I miss mommy.
I know.. I do too. I do too.
The cages were lonely, despite the others.
Everyone kept to themselves because no one knew who was going to be next.
All we knew for sure was when the leaves fall..
we all fall with them.
Well, well, well. What do we have here?
Couple of chickety-china - the Chinese-turkeys!
Son! Son!
Daddy!
Please, take me instead!
Take me instead!
You're gunna be with mommy.. you're gunna be with mommy.
*door creaks*
*serious guitar solo fades in*
*echoing THUD*
and at that very moment, I had but one choice to make:
Freedom.. or revenge.
*cinematic drama theme*
*music stops, lid whirls in slo-mo*
[echoing laugh] hehe hahaha!
ah haha hehehe!
Well, well, well.
..how did you fit in there?
What do we have here?
hehehe!
[eerie distorted singing] Things that ruin thanksgiving..
TEEHEE!
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I can't reach.. I can't reach the sword!
Stop it! Get away from me! Stop it!
Look- I still can't reach it!
grab it- just take it!
[laughing]
I'm getting a cramp- in my toe.
Ow- ow! It's cramped because I was..