Just before Thanksgiving, a lady went shopping for a turkey for the Harvest Feast.
She was rummaging around the frozen bird display looking for a turkey just the *right* size.
She’d pick up one, weight it in her hands and put it down, trying more than a few birds. She finally picked up one, and saw a stockboy coming down the aisle. Holding the turkey up, she asked the fella “Do these get any bigger?”.
The stockboy looked at her and replied “No, Lady, they’re dead”.
