When Tom Turkey is in heat, his head turns blue, and he makes the strangest noise. Sometimes I think the noise sounds like an old elevator going up just one floor. Sometimes I think the noise sounds like a Hammond organ warming up. Sometimes I think the noise sounds like someone warming up a barbecue, using a bellows. In any case, it does not sound like I, in my mind, believe from previous conceptions like a turkey ought to sound. Nevertheless, there you have it.
That was neither here nor there.
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