This is a repost from last year, with a small update.
I was just now reading An open letter to Sir Paul McCartney, from America on Thanksgiving Day, and came across this:
Thing is, domesticated turkeys — the farm-raised ones we eat — are plentiful. And fat. So fat they can’t really fly. (As God as his witness, Arthur Carlson from WKRP in Cincinnati believed otherwise.)
Some things truly are timeless.
I actually remember this, because for weeks afterward every time someone dropped an item, they'd say something like, "As God is my witness, I thought ball point pens could fly."
Happy Thanksgiving, all. Keep an eye out for any low-flying helicopters.
Newer ones get added to the bottom. The Deafening Silence — My favorite 'airline disaster' episode Men & Women of Film — A Hollywood collage Train Story with a Twist(er) — Kids! RC Madness — Three R/C airplane vids Happy Guy Fawkes D
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