I changed muh page 'cause you chiken shit AFJCr's wur offendad buh muh drowinz n' fambly,
cept'n muh Unkel St. Jakanapez, hoo allus enkourgez mah 2 xplor muh art.

Hoppy Turkee Stuffen Dae!

A fistive Unkel Dubya!



EB ez wiffen he'ns Momma n' he'ns Daddee's wiffen he'ns systar!
EB's sadd 'cause he'n ain't gonna plae th Turkee Stuffen Gamz wiffen he'ns dadee ur he'ns brothearz!

Moms kooken Turkee n' stuff, N' et loukz jus lyke Jezee Crisco!

Wach da turkeez dancin!



Lizen 2 the funee musik n syng alang!


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EB the Turkey had pumpkin pie
And oh, he loved it so.
He danced and he wobbled
Then chuckled and gobbled
And ordered a piece to go—oh!!

EB the Turkey had dressing, too
And gravy on the side.
The potatoes were whipped,
Sweet iced tea he sipped,
When finished EB sighed:

"This Thanksgiving dinner was pretty good
But it was not complete.
all veggies won't do it,
Let's face it, we blew it,
Daddy needs a little white meat—so..

"It's time to make my sacrifice
That makes my daddy scream,
So stuff me up nice
With sweet tasty spice.
It's th turkee stuffen'game."


Hoppy Thankzgivven, evarebudey!

Harz a kard fum mah Fren, Dokter Hanz!

Gregg