![“LIBRARIAN: [reading from her book] “As Thanksgiving neared, William wondered why everyone would look at him licking their lips and rubbing their tummies.”
ACCOUNTANT: He must be a good sized bird?
LIBRARIAN: William was full grown, yes.
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LIBRARIAN: [reading from her book] “As Thanksgiving neared, William wondered why everyone would look at him licking their lips and rubbing their tummies.”
ACCOUNTANT: He must be a good sized bird?
LIBRARIAN: William was full grown, yes.
ACCOUNTANT: Forty pounder at least?
LIBRARIAN: I guess so …
ACCOUNTANT: Yup, sounds like one tasty bird.
LIBRARIAN: Sir, you’re missing the point of the story.
ACCOUNTANT: I like my turkey with lots of cranberry sauce. Y'know, the jellied kind, not that awful whole-berry stuff.
LIBRARIAN: [continues reading] “William did not want to be eaten and wanted to make sure other turkeys did not suffer a similar fate.”
ACCOUNTANT: What?! That sounds downright un-American. Is William some sort of communist turkey?
LIBRARIAN: No, he’s enlightened and loves all living creatures.
ACCOUNTANT: Whatever you say, comrade … What your story needs is Pilgrims and maize.