BoyJake Saw Wild Urban Turkeys

The other morning I was leaving the new apartment early to go to the old apartment to get another load of stuff. I pulled up to the first large intersection and crossing in front of me were a dozen wild turkeys. They were wild allright, not the big breasted white things that usually end up on your Thanksgiving dinner table. These were the sort of turkeys that the pilgrims ate, only they were in my reasonably urban neighborhood. I took off my glasses, wiped my eyes and looked again. They were still there. That shit is more random than the chicken in the Target parking lot. I don't know what else to say except that I remembered it and thought the world should know. There might be turkeys out there. Wild ones. In your urban environment. Stay sharp, people. Stay sharp.

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