Buster's son, Turnip

Hi, I'm Turnip, Buster's son. You might remember Buster from last year's Thanksgiving. Well-- I'm an elder now, and it's my turn to be eaten. I sure am excited!

Well... the honest truth is that I'm NOT excited for Thanksgiving. I'm a transrefection identified turkey. That means, I'd rather be eating a delicious Thanksgiving meal than being served in one. As you can probably guess, this makes me an outcast in the turkey community. Most old-fashioned turkeys think I just need to go to summer camps where they teach you how delicious you will taste and how the turkey God wants us to be eaten. Then, we are eventually served as the main course of a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner, repressing all our desires to actually eat that dinner. Some of us transrefection Turkeys never even "come out of the Turkey shack" and realize what is happening to us.

Well, I'm out, and I'm saying it loud: I want to eat a warm, well-seasoned, filling Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday. I don't want to be served as it's main dish.

If anyone has any questions about the turkey community and it's repression of transrefection identified turkeys, please leave them in the comments.