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My aunt had a turkey named Jason that was an absolute bastard who attacked anyone who came near the house. My hatred of him made it extra delicious when we ate him for Thanksgiving.
My aunt had a turkey named Jason that was an absolute bastard who attacked anyone who came near the house. My hatred of him made it extra delicious when we ate him for Thanksgiving.
Jason knew who his enemies were, yet could not break free of the system, shame.