The Thanksgiving Turkey

Nasrudin was walking home with the Thanksgiving Turkey tucked under his right arm – a fresh plucked, bronze-feathered (free range, of course) bird he had just bought from his local butcher. In his left hand, he clutched Gordon Ramsey’s recipe for roasting the fowl. 

Out of nowhere, down swooped a huge eagle, seized Nasrudin’s turkey in his talons and flew off.

“You fool!” cried Nasrudin after the eagle.  “You may have taken my turkey, but I still hold the recipe!”

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