A century of Turkey talk 2000-2100.

Did you guys see the post where someone is looking for a batch of "wild" looking turkeys for a movie shoot? I posted Daisy's head shot & offered to send her resume in case they are looking for a lead turkey actress. No response. Guess she's just not the "wild" type they are looking for. Oh well....
But how fun would it be if some of our birds could be in a movie? Wonder if it's an actual movie about turkeys....or if they are just bit players.
It is only for the Massachusetts and Rhode Island area.
 
I have several birds that would pass the test.......BUT they are not house broken. Flying them to Hollywood could be a problem as I am sure they would try to help the pilots fly.

They might also upset some of the more refined travelers. My turkeys really do not care about upsetting a persons sense of dignity.

Point in case, occasionally people will come by and want to know where they can park their vehicles and not have the turkeys perch on them.....They get quite upset when I ask them to park a quarter mile down the road and walk in.
 
I have several birds that would pass the test.......BUT they are not house broken. Flying them to Hollywood could be a problem as I am sure they would try to help the pilots fly.

They might also upset some of the more refined travelers. My turkeys really do not care about upsetting a persons sense of dignity.

Point in case, occasionally people will come by and want to know where they can park their vehicles and not have the turkeys perch on them.....They get quite upset when I ask them to park a quarter mile down the road and walk in.
Turkeys especially love trucks with no toppers. Pooping in the truck bed is a favorite passtime for mine
 
Turkeys especially love trucks with no toppers. Pooping in the truck bed is a favorite passtime for mine
and don't leave the window open... one perches on the steering wheel, tring to steer it while another grabs the keys and tries to start it. A third is on the floor figuring out the gas pedal
 
The past half hour has convinced me not to try to do anything else for the rest of the day :/ I was outside, throwing together a little temporary coop a breeding pen when I snapped my last drill bit (on the last screw that I was going to do). I was frustrated with that but no biggie, I pick the kids up from the bus stop anyway. So I clean up my stuff and decide to grab the eggs while I'm out there. I proceed to completely crush one in my pocket, all over my phone. Then I drop another one on my way in the door. Getting angry by this point and rushing around because I'm going to be late to get the kids, I run the bathroom to pee real and am greeted NO TOILET PAPER! I'm done. I was half afraid to drive up to the bus stop that a tree might fall on me or something! Sorry for the rant. I think I might just grab a glass of wine and maybe attempt to fill out Christmas cards lol
 

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