Chickens? Pigs? Cows? They get slaughtered all year for any old meal, but not me. I’m special and I serve a higher purpose, so forget the various controversies surrounding the holiday over the centuries and belly up to the table. I am a Thanksgiving turkey. You might find me roasted, smoked, or fried at the… Continue reading I am a Thanksgiving turkey and I live to die for your holiday meal
Confessions of a Conservative Atheist 