As we were driving to my in-laws' house for Thanksgiving dinner, we had to brake to avoid a wild turkey that suddenly flew in front of our car. It had been at the side of the road with a second turkey that, one would hope, had been clucking the equivalent of "Don't do it. Not only is it dangerous, what self-respecting turkey plays chicken?"
Strangely, if you tell people that you stopped on the way to a family gathering for wild turkey, some of them get the wrong idea.
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