What are you serving this year?
Puffin.
Do penguins have giblets? Cause if they don’t and you don’t have any giblets to make gravy then there’s no use in having a Thanksgiving dinner. Everybody knows the whole thing is all about the gravy. If the gravy ain’t right then it’s not Thanksgiving.
We’ve got an egret nesting in the drainage canal behind my house. I’m thinking that bird better fly away before Monday, or he’s dinner.
Emperor. (I’ve got a big family)
I think the gizzards will be a little fishy, so I’m going to stuff it with a smaller penguin.
Albatross!
Why wait? Egret under glass would make a delightful Saturday evening repast.
Pufduckguin?
Dodo!
What flavor?
Phoenix. Great for leftovers.
Not so great for the toilet.
Not so great for the toilet.
Also, it tastes like burning.
Is this a gay penguin, or one of the other ones?
(not that there’s anything wrong with that)
My daughter’s first birthday is just before Thanksgiving, so both families are getting together to combine the two celebrations. That means twice the standard number of dinner guests.
I’m thinking Roc.
As a fellow Thanksgivingish birthday, I’m going to request on her behalf that you have birthday cake as well as pumpkin pie. I friggin’ hate pumpkin pie, but for years my family stuck a candle in the damn pumpkin pie and called it my cake. Bastards.
Rhubarb, rhubarb, rhubarb…
I watch “The Girls Next Door” and unfortunately now I hear that in Holly’s voice. :eek:
That’s unconscionable.