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gobble gobble jobble! December 11, 2007

Posted by dnl5book in Wonder.
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      Guess where my dad has a job?  A ball of butter?  No, that’s not right.  Butterball, that’s it!  And guess what they do.  I bet you can guess by the front of it- they freeze turkeys.  You should see a road leading away from my dad’s work.  You can follow the turkey feathers all the way out to an interstate.  That’s really silly.  It’s hard to imagine millions of turkeys coming down that road every single day.
      And did you know, that right now Butterball is the turkey brand of choice.  You go anywhere and you won’t see very many Butterball turkeys right now.  That’s because so many people are buying them!  But if you go to Butterball, sometimes you will hear a little oinking and grunting.  Because they also process a little pig every once in a while.  But Butterball is definitely NOT the pork of choice.  They’re much better at turkeys than they are at pigs.
       Once I saw a person coming out of my dad’s work wearing a t-shirt that said, “Gobble Gobble I’m a Turkey.”  I literally laughed my head off.  But he doesn’t exactly work at the place where the feathers are all over the place.  (And it’s very stinky when the wind is the wrong direction.)  Luckily for him, he works at a tiny office doing the computerized stuff for the company. 

     We’ve also found a rental house.  It’s very cute, but the thing I like the most about it is the grass it has at it: nice, young, and fresh.  But  very sandy too.  It has a big storage building, and I just plain like it. 

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