HORROR Turkey day story

[forumkitten]

Ok now that MOST are done with thanks giving please post your favorite Horror Thanksgiving turkey day stories.

After the second week of December we will have a vote on the best stories...The winner will receive "Killed that BIRD! " badge

Stories must be true and better be cause i have been reading site after site of the horror stories.

[Luca]

Alright, lately they have been awfully bland for me. However, there was a time when shit hit the fan.

Alright, let me set the story up.

It was about ten or so years ago. Dad was at work, cooking for a nursing home. Being a head cook he had to be in to cook from 7am - 5pm, so that he cooked breakfast, and then Lunch/Dinner around 2. Well, that left my mom to cook the Thanksgiving dinner.

We had a dog, Name was Bishop, he was a Alaskan Husky, had the whole two different colored eyes, white, brown and tan fur. Beautiful dog. Well he was a pup and was inside. My dad was fixing to make him an outside dog because he already went through a front door, scratching the crap outta it. Anywho, My mom popped the turkey into the oven and went to do something or other. When she came back out, Bishop had opened the stove, and was having A Uncooked Turkey Popsicle. He looked up at my mom with a grin, and continued to chow down.

Of course mom was worried about Bishop eating the bird bones then she was about him taking our dinner. He was fine, but the turkey was lost. She threw it away and had to make something for dinner, so she made Lasagna. When my dad got home he was pissed at Bishop, because he was the reason my dad had to eat Lasagna for Thanksgiving, instead of turkey. My dad HATES lasagna.

The day after that, my dad made Bishop a coop and out he went. Of course Bishop loved the outdoors, but never really would have another Uncooked Turkey Popsicle again.

[Mercenary]

Oh Come On! Is there only One person that has a bad Turkey day story!?! You HAVE to be kidding me. Alright, i don't get the joke but I will laugh if people will post (Even though I think the deadline is over) you can still post for a laugh!

[fabien_eniwa]

Ok i'm asian, almost all of you know that...so we don't do turkey, mash potatoes, stuffing, etc. Well this past thanksgiving had to be the worst. My aunt decided she was going to do it 'white-people-american' style. So that night after closing the shop we headed toward her house and what we thought was going to be duck and some homemade dishes turned out to be turkey in a bag (already cooked merely needed to heat it), insta-mash, gravy in a can, and boxed stuffing.

Well we all sat down and I gave it a look but my niece whos 3 at the time...is standing on her chair and she screams "Mommy that isn't duck! I want to quack quack!" so of course everyone is laughing about this but what we didn't know or see was that a large spider had gotten onto the turkey. Well mom and aunt hate spiders and they were sitting right there in front of this huge as turkey. Next thing I hear is screaming and then the screaming scared the hell out of my dad which in turn leaped up to his feet his hands and knee's banging the table. This sends the gravy onto one of my uncles lap and he yells cause it was burning and somehow manages to flip one of the joined tables.

All this causes corn and gravy and mash potatoes to fly everywhere. I get hit with stuffing and mash potatoes. Once things settled down we were kinda pissed cause 1.) half the dinner was gone on people 2.) Niece was still screaming I want duck and 3.) we were hungry. As soon as we were sitting down again someone comes out the back kitchen holding a pot, we thought it was something good but it just turned out to be escargot...BLAH

[Lem]

I'll share my story with you.

This story is rated M. If you start to cry easily and are offended by drama easily, please read no further.

You may ask yourself why I'm posting this now.

The answer is simply.

A fate so gruesome, a despair so vast... as vast as the sea's reach. It took my three months to work it out.

I took a therapy. I have to, every year.

So now, the story awaits:

I live in Europe. We don't have that. Thanks Giving. T_T I don't get any food, ever ! EVER !!

-Runs away like a sobbing Sissy.-

[Jenzo770]

I stand a protest! We don't have Thanksgiving in Sweden >.>
We can't have that. The turkeys wouldn't last for one year with all the hunters over here. If it existed I would kill them personally with a shotgun though.
Yeah... shotgun is the best.