I was just watching that episode today. My boss didn’t know about the WKRP Thanksgiving episode, so I had to explain (and show) to him, “As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly!”
Still cracks me up.
November 25, 2020 at 7:23 am
Paladin
I liked “they hit the the ground like a bag of wet cement.” Gave me the mental image of no bounce…at all.
November 25, 2020 at 12:14 am
DogByte6RER
Better a Turkey than a Turducken … a fresh large Turducken goes for about $150.00.
November 25, 2020 at 1:12 am
Henry
This year, we’re having Ducken for Thanksgiving. Wifey went down to the very bottom of the Freezer of Plenty without encountering the usual turkey (first time for everything). She did, however, find a duck, which was a surprise to almost all of us. She’s never done a duck, so the redundant oven will be engaged to prepare a backup chicken. Excitement guaranteed!
November 25, 2020 at 7:41 am
Unca Walt
Roast duck is one of my favorite fruits.
November 25, 2020 at 12:14 am
Too Tall
Sam’s not a graduate of Purdue University, is she?
Seems like that turkey would need to be filled with liquid oxygen to get that kind of range and ballistic impact. Sort of the way Purdue’s School of Engineering perfected lighting a charcoal grill.
November 25, 2020 at 2:17 am
JSStryker
Oh god someone besides me has seen those videos, those are hilarious!
November 25, 2020 at 12:23 am
JTC
Not sure what she used for propellant, but that turkey was raw and frozen when launched.
November 25, 2020 at 12:25 am
Pamela
Did Sam include the crudité platter while flipping the bird?
November 25, 2020 at 12:32 am
Too Tall
Pamela thinks of all the appropriate finishing touches.
November 25, 2020 at 10:18 am
Pamela
Sam could have filled it with other holiday items. That green bean casserole… candied yams with covered in melted marshmallows… whipped cream (though some would consider that a sexual party favor triggering all sorts of angst and unfulfilled sexual tension. Queue Rocky Horror) hockey puck rolls.
November 25, 2020 at 5:00 pm
Bill G
Don’t forget the Lime Jello, canned pear halves, and Miracle Whip Salad … on second thought, please do forget it.
November 25, 2020 at 1:13 am
Henry
Or at least a skunk cabbage salad.
November 25, 2020 at 12:33 am
Too Tall
Pollo Labe: Take the turkey and leave the cannoli (or is it baklava)?
November 25, 2020 at 1:13 am
ExNuke
I wish I could find a GOOD baklava in east central Mississippi. (I’ve lived in Baku with a real bakery around the corner.)
November 25, 2020 at 2:56 pm
Polly Cy
I’m the only one my grandmother would give her baklava recipe to, and that was only after I spent three consecutive Saturdays with her learning to make it and was deserving of it. I get so infuriated by what some bakeries call baklava these days. It does NOT have chocolate or pistachios or any of those other “innovations.” It is soaked in a syrup which contains honey, not in pure honey. It is not a stack of phyllo then a layer of filling then another stack of phyllo; it’s six to eight thin layers of filling each separated by five sheets of phyllo with each sheet buttered individually. I make about 10 batches every holiday, and the irony is that I can’t the stuff! Unless you make it yourself or find a bunch of Greek “church ladies” you’ll probably never find real baklava anywhere. It’s just too time consuming to make.
November 25, 2020 at 6:35 pm
Pamela
I got my Mom-in-Law’s strudel and perogie recipes.
November 26, 2020 at 12:20 am
interventor
Our local Taziki carries pretty good baklava.
November 25, 2020 at 12:56 am
JTC
Kafiroon, responded to you on yesterday’s toon.
November 25, 2020 at 10:26 pm
Kafiroon
OK. We will have to connect. I just recently sent Chis a letter asking if he could send you my email. I hate imposing on him though.
November 25, 2020 at 1:07 am
interventor
Deliver the Arab variant — camel stuffed with large lamb, stuffed with chicken. Then, the smaller ingredients.
November 25, 2020 at 2:03 am
ExNuke
Please stop talking about foods you can’t find here, At least you can’t find them where I live and since I’ve retired I can’t fly thousands of miles to find them ( maybe in New York City but I’m not going there.) Real bread, hot from the oven spread with sharp sheep milk cheese, grape leaf dolma with kefir sauce, a Doner with home made ketchup, shaslik cooked over an open fire and too many more to list without crying. Go back to politics, even “Orange Man Bad”, at least that doesn’t make me drown in saliva and wishful thinking
November 25, 2020 at 1:18 am
Toxic Deplorable Racist SAH B Woodman
“Pollo labe”. I’m giggling like a little schoolgirl here.
November 25, 2020 at 1:20 am
Toxic Deplorable Racist SAH B Woodman
Apparently Sam is getting better in her aim, launch, reentry, and impact.
She DID aim that on purpose, didn’t she?
November 25, 2020 at 2:19 am
JSStryker
Sam has no idea what you are talking about…wink, wink.
November 25, 2020 at 2:24 am
Mike-SMO
Zed misses the point. The deep fryer was on the flag. The projectile was always distributed freely. The Claymore sammiches (with hot sauce) were invented later.
This most special Thanksgiving we can be thankful
– that the Enemy’s assassination attempts have failed
– that their Great Election Heist of 2020 is going to be exposed
– that Providence will not allow the disenfranchizement of the MAGA Majority
– that fascist lockdown “laws” will be gloriously flaunted at dinner tables
– that an oasis like DBD can continue to spread sunlight on a shadowbanned internet
Cheers, everyone.
As I heard someone say, the best is yet to come
Turkeys used to be able to fly, but only up into trees. The wild toms mostly use their wings for drumming on logs.
Oh! Now there’s a thought: that would scare those self-appointed busybodies. And the toms can be really nasty when they’re hunting the hens….. 🙂
November 25, 2020 at 10:22 am
Pamela
They do have some rather nasty spurs…
November 25, 2020 at 10:30 am
My Way or -->
Truly nasty spurs…. and beaks…. 🙂 🙂 🙂
November 26, 2020 at 12:22 am
interventor
I’ve seen wild turkeys, both hens and gobblers fly out of trees. Assume they flew up there, first
November 25, 2020 at 12:13 pm
Brett
Pollo Labe. Well done, Chris! You win the internet for Thanksgiving. Appropriate as you are one of the people I’m thankful for.
November 25, 2020 at 12:21 pm
Flight-ER-Doc
Guajalote labe!
November 25, 2020 at 12:48 pm
Oldarmourer
Now I have this image in my head of Sam wearing just a frilly apron…
holding a turkey over a deep pot of oil Zed is carefully sighting
then turning her head as he says “hang…DROP !!!”
It is a good image…
November 25, 2020 at 1:35 pm
RichieC
PAVO labe.
November 25, 2020 at 1:57 pm
PCChaos
There’s nothing like going into the woods an hour before sunrise. Cold. Quiet. A red head lamp guides one’s path. Using quiet and stealth to get to your sitting spot… when you spook the flock of turkeys roosting above you and the sky explodes above your head. Feathers and protests shatter the morning quiet and the woods are confused in darkness. Situational awareness allows you to realize you just spooked turkeys and you hold fire. And after you’ve composed yourself and check for discharges, you go on your way for the morning hunt (no dogs). Pavo labe, pollo labe. Best to all this Thanksgiving Day and thanks for Chris and his wit and work. Lord knows we can use the humor and beauty of great art work and satire.
November 25, 2020 at 5:45 pm
James McEnanly
Is that ‘Pollo’ or ‘Apollo’. She seems to be trying for a space launch every Thanksgiving.
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WKRP comes to the Double D.
“Pollo Labe. That is a t-shirt/sleepshirt Chris needs to add when he rolls out the DBD clothing line for ladies
Brings to mind one of my favorite cards from Virtue Signal: The Chicken Sandwich.
I was just watching that episode today. My boss didn’t know about the WKRP Thanksgiving episode, so I had to explain (and show) to him, “As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly!”
Still cracks me up.
I liked “they hit the the ground like a bag of wet cement.” Gave me the mental image of no bounce…at all.
Better a Turkey than a Turducken … a fresh large Turducken goes for about $150.00.
This year, we’re having Ducken for Thanksgiving. Wifey went down to the very bottom of the Freezer of Plenty without encountering the usual turkey (first time for everything). She did, however, find a duck, which was a surprise to almost all of us. She’s never done a duck, so the redundant oven will be engaged to prepare a backup chicken. Excitement guaranteed!
Roast duck is one of my favorite fruits.
Sam’s not a graduate of Purdue University, is she?
Seems like that turkey would need to be filled with liquid oxygen to get that kind of range and ballistic impact. Sort of the way Purdue’s School of Engineering perfected lighting a charcoal grill.
Oh god someone besides me has seen those videos, those are hilarious!
Not sure what she used for propellant, but that turkey was raw and frozen when launched.
Did Sam include the crudité platter while flipping the bird?
Pamela thinks of all the appropriate finishing touches.
Sam could have filled it with other holiday items. That green bean casserole… candied yams with covered in melted marshmallows… whipped cream (though some would consider that a sexual party favor triggering all sorts of angst and unfulfilled sexual tension. Queue Rocky Horror) hockey puck rolls.
Don’t forget the Lime Jello, canned pear halves, and Miracle Whip Salad … on second thought, please do forget it.
Or at least a skunk cabbage salad.
Pollo Labe: Take the turkey and leave the cannoli (or is it baklava)?
I wish I could find a GOOD baklava in east central Mississippi. (I’ve lived in Baku with a real bakery around the corner.)
I’m the only one my grandmother would give her baklava recipe to, and that was only after I spent three consecutive Saturdays with her learning to make it and was deserving of it. I get so infuriated by what some bakeries call baklava these days. It does NOT have chocolate or pistachios or any of those other “innovations.” It is soaked in a syrup which contains honey, not in pure honey. It is not a stack of phyllo then a layer of filling then another stack of phyllo; it’s six to eight thin layers of filling each separated by five sheets of phyllo with each sheet buttered individually. I make about 10 batches every holiday, and the irony is that I can’t the stuff! Unless you make it yourself or find a bunch of Greek “church ladies” you’ll probably never find real baklava anywhere. It’s just too time consuming to make.
I got my Mom-in-Law’s strudel and perogie recipes.
Our local Taziki carries pretty good baklava.
Kafiroon, responded to you on yesterday’s toon.
OK. We will have to connect. I just recently sent Chis a letter asking if he could send you my email. I hate imposing on him though.
Deliver the Arab variant — camel stuffed with large lamb, stuffed with chicken. Then, the smaller ingredients.
Please stop talking about foods you can’t find here, At least you can’t find them where I live and since I’ve retired I can’t fly thousands of miles to find them ( maybe in New York City but I’m not going there.) Real bread, hot from the oven spread with sharp sheep milk cheese, grape leaf dolma with kefir sauce, a Doner with home made ketchup, shaslik cooked over an open fire and too many more to list without crying. Go back to politics, even “Orange Man Bad”, at least that doesn’t make me drown in saliva and wishful thinking
“Pollo labe”. I’m giggling like a little schoolgirl here.
Apparently Sam is getting better in her aim, launch, reentry, and impact.
She DID aim that on purpose, didn’t she?
Sam has no idea what you are talking about…wink, wink.
Zed misses the point. The deep fryer was on the flag. The projectile was always distributed freely. The Claymore sammiches (with hot sauce) were invented later.
On.
Fire for effect.
Pollo = chicken (hen), gallo = chicken (rooster), pavo =domestic turkey, guajalote = wild turkey.
This most special Thanksgiving we can be thankful
– that the Enemy’s assassination attempts have failed
– that their Great Election Heist of 2020 is going to be exposed
– that Providence will not allow the disenfranchizement of the MAGA Majority
– that fascist lockdown “laws” will be gloriously flaunted at dinner tables
– that an oasis like DBD can continue to spread sunlight on a shadowbanned internet
Cheers, everyone.
As I heard someone say, the best is yet to come
Pollo labe design-
https://www.zazzle.com/pollo_polo_parody-235128220966786668
έλα και πάρε την γαλοπούλα μου
Turkeys used to be able to fly, but only up into trees. The wild toms mostly use their wings for drumming on logs.
Oh! Now there’s a thought: that would scare those self-appointed busybodies. And the toms can be really nasty when they’re hunting the hens….. 🙂
They do have some rather nasty spurs…
Truly nasty spurs…. and beaks…. 🙂 🙂 🙂
I’ve seen wild turkeys, both hens and gobblers fly out of trees. Assume they flew up there, first
Pollo Labe. Well done, Chris! You win the internet for Thanksgiving. Appropriate as you are one of the people I’m thankful for.
Guajalote labe!
Now I have this image in my head of Sam wearing just a frilly apron…
holding a turkey over a deep pot of oil Zed is carefully sighting
then turning her head as he says “hang…DROP !!!”
It is a good image…
PAVO labe.
There’s nothing like going into the woods an hour before sunrise. Cold. Quiet. A red head lamp guides one’s path. Using quiet and stealth to get to your sitting spot… when you spook the flock of turkeys roosting above you and the sky explodes above your head. Feathers and protests shatter the morning quiet and the woods are confused in darkness. Situational awareness allows you to realize you just spooked turkeys and you hold fire. And after you’ve composed yourself and check for discharges, you go on your way for the morning hunt (no dogs). Pavo labe, pollo labe. Best to all this Thanksgiving Day and thanks for Chris and his wit and work. Lord knows we can use the humor and beauty of great art work and satire.
Is that ‘Pollo’ or ‘Apollo’. She seems to be trying for a space launch every Thanksgiving.
Could it be?
Secret Sam of the Space Command…
The Turkraken is released!
Also,
He’s out like Flynn!
https://www.foxnews.com/politics/trump-announces-pardon-of-former-national-security-advisor-michael-flynn
Great reference!