BS: talking turkey

Subject: BS: talking turkey
From: Deckman
Date: 26 Nov 08 - 10:42 PM

100 years ago, when I first got out of the Army, there was no construction work available. I ended up working for six months on a turkey farm in Eastern Washington. I learned to speak "turkey." In fact, in some circles, I'm known as the "great turkey communicator." (true). Today, I was shopping at my favorite grocery store, in Everett, Washington. This store caters to my kind of folks: Russians, Latinos, Finns, Ukranians, men, wimmen, children ... all the minorites. I feel very much at home there.

I decided to have a little fun with all the little ninos running around the store. As I would pass families, with far too many children, I would keep a straight face, look up to the ceiling, and "talk turkey" to them. Then I would calmly continue down to the end of the aisle. As I would turn a corner, I would glance up and see all these little children, babbling away to their parents, that they'd just heard a turkey ... as I said, I speak turkey VERY WELL!

Finally one father ran me down and asked me how I did that. He gathered his family around us and I gave everyone "turkey talk" lessons. Even the the workers from the meat department came out. It was great fun.

MERRY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE! Bob(deckman)Nelson

Subject: RE: BS: talking turkey
From: Janie
Date: 26 Nov 08 - 10:44 PM

Great story, Bob! Wish I had been there.

And have a wonderful Thanksgiving full of the counting of blessings yourself!

Janie