tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31019990.post8591189775380586795..comments2023-10-23T11:12:26.369-06:00Comments on The Lawsons did Dallas!: Turkeys Have Feelings, TooAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14715052085806922197noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31019990.post-68854256900438456312008-03-25T22:00:00.000-06:002008-03-25T22:00:00.000-06:00Just found your blog. This post gave me a huge lau...Just found your blog. This post gave me a huge laugh, much needed after a long day with three sick little boys here in ever-snowy Alaska. Thanks!The Dunnshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07176631352190176669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31019990.post-34584024768109140312008-03-18T14:11:00.000-06:002008-03-18T14:11:00.000-06:00Hmm.. bet that road gets busy around thanksgiving....Hmm.. bet that road gets busy around thanksgiving.. Did they at least have a Turkey Xing sign? oh wait.. turkeys are not as bright as those deers!akshayehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12056795074199369977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31019990.post-38684674798011409572008-03-17T17:36:00.000-06:002008-03-17T17:36:00.000-06:00Glad you didn't wind up with a wattle as a hood or...Glad you didn't wind up with a wattle as a hood ornament.Grandmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14443663543779195892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31019990.post-9935866386207939232008-03-17T16:04:00.000-06:002008-03-17T16:04:00.000-06:00Ah, nothing like closing your eyes when driving th...Ah, nothing like closing your eyes when driving through a cloud of birds. Glad you made it through to the other side!<BR/><BR/>I once hit a bird - and the darn thing got caught under my wiper blade, right in front of me. Talk about eerie! Thankfully it wasn't a turkey (and my dad was along to remove the poor thing while I pulled over and freaked out) - what would you have done with a turkey plastered to your windshield?! <BR/><BR/>You'd think birds would be a little more aware of their surroundings. Can't they hear the whirring of the traffic?! It's almost like the squirrels who insist on doubling back!Briannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31019990.post-9974550968420512272008-03-17T15:04:00.000-06:002008-03-17T15:04:00.000-06:00lest you think Vanilla is the only person who appr...lest you think Vanilla is the only person who appreciated shi-tang-tang and shitoodles, I was going to say the same thing as him, only he must have less work to do today and beat me to reading.Topherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12846292319333320839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31019990.post-89685570233561685212008-03-17T14:47:00.000-06:002008-03-17T14:47:00.000-06:00You'd be surprised how high and how far those ugly...You'd be surprised how high and how far those ugly beasts can fly. They scavenge beneath my birdfeeders, then my dog chases them. It takes them a while to get going, but they can fly up into the treetops of 100 ft. pine trees! <BR/><BR/>So, what did James have to say about the turkeys? <BR/><BR/>Glad you're finding fun things to blog about here in Maine.Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08815105600814299694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31019990.post-27828559627305619052008-03-17T13:11:00.000-06:002008-03-17T13:11:00.000-06:00Ever since I saw that Hitchcock movie "The Birds",...Ever since I saw that Hitchcock movie "The Birds", I get nervous when a flock (or group) is near, so I admire your composure. I would have probably freaked out! Glad to know nothing major happened to your car. You should send them the bill for the car wash.chattypatrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15928593117804100052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31019990.post-47815704880402021252008-03-17T10:51:00.000-06:002008-03-17T10:51:00.000-06:00Seriously, only in Maine. Everytime I go home to ...Seriously, only in Maine. Everytime I go home to my parents I know exactly where to slow down in the road so I don't hit a herd of turkeys. Too funny.The Ramos Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15133306910026146624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31019990.post-42619708124572531902008-03-17T10:36:00.000-06:002008-03-17T10:36:00.000-06:00For a while, my husband called me the bird killer ...For a while, my husband called me the bird killer because I could kill birds simply by driving. I killed two of them in a 2 week period. . .with the CAR! It was weird. I think they were confused by the reflective silver color of the car??? I don't know.Lindseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10868678035006728581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31019990.post-80661297276127430852008-03-17T10:18:00.000-06:002008-03-17T10:18:00.000-06:00Um okay. Glad one person thought at least two word...Um okay. Glad one person thought at least two words of this post were funny.<BR/>I haven't been feeling much love on the turkey post.<BR/>I suggest using the two words in an email to your boss. They like that kind of thing--trust me.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14715052085806922197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31019990.post-73516276053129247082008-03-17T09:51:00.000-06:002008-03-17T09:51:00.000-06:00Shi-tang-tang and shitoodles. That's pure fu-cran...Shi-tang-tang and shitoodles. That's pure fu-crank-ing genius!<BR/><BR/>Seriously Amy, I'm LMFAO at those two phrases. I will try to work one of those into a conversation with a colleague today.Ianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15875001377964050508noreply@blogger.com