Thanksgiving leftovers…
Little Sally: “Are we really supposed to eat that? It looks like roadkill.”
Little Billy: “I know it’s not pretty. But it’s only a month until Christmas and you know what that means.”
Little Sally: “That there will be another one of these dead birds on the table?”
Little Billy: “Well, yes. But it also means that we have to be perfect little angels for the next four weeks or the presents under the tree will be a cesspool of disappointment. So suck it up, keep smiling and eat whatever they give you.”
Little Sally: “Got it.”
Originally published in “Crusty Pie” on 11/25/16. No changes made. Sometimes it’s just not appropriate to flip the bird…
Categories: Past Imperfect
Is it me or is ‘Little Billy’ quite clearly the lung twin separated at birth from Ricky Gervaise?
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Wow, good eye! The true test is if he has the giggle.
Brian, can you investigate for us please? You know, now that NaNoWriMo is over and you have all that time on your hands.
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Well, it’s entirely possible that this could BE Little Ricky, and I promise to diligently get to the bottom of this. Sometime next year… 😉
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Often the only response I can conjure up on your blog is hahaha.
“Cesspool of disappointment” is absolute gold.
Thanks for the laughs!
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As long as I have at least one decent phrase in a post, I’m as happy as can be… 😉
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These two kids should just kidnap their little brother and hold him for ransom – a little gift insurance. They should never suck up a dead bird. 😉
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Ah, I see how your mind works. We could get into some serious trouble… 😉
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I’ve been bad. Preparing for the ‘cesspool of disappointment’.
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I’ve accepted the inevitability of the cesspool for years… 😉
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I heard on the radio the other day that the only time the bird is really really moist, tempting and full of the promise and wonder it’s SUPPOSED to be full of (aside from oyster or cornbread stuffing of course ((if one is really a chef, not just a cook)) the only time is for about 24 hours. After that the wonder and magic evaporate, leaving one with a dead bird. Never a good thing. Unless one has privy to the now extinct housewife of fable.. circa 1950s (think A Christmas Story) and she has stripped the carcass and boiled the bones to make ‘gallons of turkey soup”. Most of us are throwing the bird out because botulism is never pretty. Just ask Terry, hmmm….
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Well, I have never actually attempted to cook a turkey myself. (I did have a boyfriend once who tried to deep-fry one. It took days to get done because he didn’t know what he was doing and we hated each other by the end of the ordeal.) So I really don’t know the best way to prepare one. But I’ve certainly EATEN my fair share, and there is definitely an art to it, an art that some people have NOT learned despite their delusions otherwise… 😉
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I’ve been kinda bad, but still hoping for not-a-cesspool. Guess i’ll see what happens. And that particular turkey does indeed look a little shriveled.. overdone maybe?
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I certainly haven’t been any good this year, and I feel a strange affinity for the turkey, as I’m often accused of overdoing my posts… 😉
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Oh the levels of deceit we engage for just a few play things!
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We all move in mysterious ways… 😉
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