Not a sound to be heard today, but you can bet whoopbutt was on the prowl. Well, I've had enough, didn't want to do this, but I'm pulling out all the stops.

I went to the dime store today and bought me one of those little rubber turkeys, now named, Whoopbutt. I bought some needles and a book on incanting. When I got homeI got out my chicken leg bones. He might as well come on out tomorrow and stand before me and pay his dues.

Have y'all ever heard of a screaming gobbler, well there is such a thing, not many, but some do it. Well, when I get thru poking all those needles in whoopbutt (the rubber one), and chanting those incantations over him, then rubbing those chicken bones on him, y'all are gonna hear a true screamer. Bet he'll be heard clear across the US, y'all just listen in the morning.

It's his fault, I've done my part to be fair, now we play by my rules.

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