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arthurmorganuniverse · 5 years

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A Place For Us

Pairings: Arthur Morgan x F!reader

Word Count: 4,434

Summary: Arthur has let you tag along on his latest hunting trip. Only you’re now caught in a snowstorm and need a way to keep warm. (AKA the ole’ sharing a bed trope)

Warnings: Poorly written smut ahead my friends. Tread carefully. Also, I twist property law to suit my purposes. Law aficionados, look away.

Notes: Might make this a series of drabbles or something for this particular pair. Like, one about when they go hunt the bison. Might have Arthur get her the white Arabian. Maybe when they get back to the main camp they keep buying stuff to take back to “their” cabin, etc. Let me know if I should!

You and Arthur had been on the road for several days now hunting down something he called a “Ghost Bison.” While you were excited that he’d asked you to come along, you hadn’t ever traveled this far on horseback before. Your ass felt permanently glued to the saddle and you were exhausted. Not to mention that the skies were looking rather ominous today, dark clouds signaling a storm on the way.

You hadn’t mentioned anything to him, of course, since you didn’t want to mess this up and make it so he’d never invite you along again. The two of you had never really had much of an opportunity to spend time alone together before, and although you were terrified that you’d make a fool of yourself, it had been too good of a chance to waste.

Even so, despite you keeping your complaints to yourself, he still seemed to catch on easily by himself. He stopped and camped regularly enough, making sure you ate and drank plenty and got moments to stretch off of the giant Shire you’d grabbed on the way since it was the only one big enough to handle carting everything back.

Judging by Arthur’s frequent glances towards the sky, he also was beginning to share your worries about the storm. You were getting closer to where the bison was rumored to be, but finding shelter from the inevitable snowstorm was going to be difficult. Your meager tents were not going to get the job done.

Finally, after yet another full day in the saddle, and with the clouds looming above signaling the snowfall would hit at any moment, the two of you came across a decent looking cabin. To find anyone out this far into the mountains was a miracle, and you just hoped the folks living here would give you shelter without anyone resorting to violence. Hell, you’d even sleep in the small barn off to the side, no arguments. Anything was better than trying to risk the coming storm in the small tents you had.

Arthur silently signaled you to hold back while he walked towards the house. You did as you were told but brought your revolver out just in case.

“Hello? Anybody home?” Arthur called out as he raised his hands up. “Weapons are away. Just looking for a dry spot to sleep tonight!” The weapons were technically away, although the both of you had your fingers at the ready.

He rapped on the door, and after a few moments of silence tested the doorknob. It opened easily and he peeked inside, keeping his hand on his holster in case anyone was trying to get the jump on him. Finding nothing, he finally gestured to you to follow.

You hitch the horse to the porch and walk inside, surprised to find the place looking somewhat decent. It was a little dusty, but the overall appearance of the place was clean and well kept. After poking around in some cupboards, you see that the kitchen is fully stocked, which could be helpful if this wasn’t a trap. After further inspection, you also find a massive bed in one of the rooms, covered in at least four quilts and even some fluffy feather pillows. Both the living room and the bedroom boasted a good sized fireplace as well. All in all, this place seemed almost too good to be true. Where were the owners?

“You look like you’re thinkin’ what I am, so I’m gonna go take a look around outside, see if I can’t find our host,” Arthur stated as met up with you in the kitchen. “Stay around the cabin and keep your gun handy.”

“I will. Be careful.”

Arthur nods and squeezes your shoulder when he passes on his way to the door. He shuts it quietly behind him as you stare vacantly at the space he’d just left. You could still feel the weight of his hand on your shoulder, heavy and comforting. You blush at your stupidity, acting like a little girl just because some fella touched her innocently. Never mind that he’d never touched you before.

You shake it off and keep your hand on your holster as you wander around the house, taking stock of anything that might be valuable. There wasn’t much, as it seemed whoever lived here was more of a practical soul, even if the everyday things were made to be comfortable. There were no womanly touches to be found, but the person did enjoy plush linens and good sturdy furniture. You’d even found an enormous copper tub in the other room, along with a huge stash of sandalwood soap. You hoped you get a chance to use it, as you hadn’t had a proper wash in four days. There was only one bed in the house, leaving sharing the bed the only option so you would feel better about sleeping next to Arthur if you knew that you at least smelled okay.

You continue your search, rifling through a little writing desk until you find a series of letters.

“Well, well. Good to meet you, Elijah Foster,” you mumble as you read the address. You skim through the letters to find any hints of what kind of person lived here, hoping it was someone that Arthur wouldn’t have any trouble dealing with.

Based on the stack of letters, it was a single man with no family, as he often complained about having to live alone. He mostly wrote back and forth with some friend of his talking about the good ole days and swapping homestead advice. It sounded like he was just an old man.

You wander towards the back door and poke your head out, listening for anything suspicious. There was nothing more than the usual sounds of nature, which could be both good and bad. Still, you trusted that Arthur could handle himself, so you won’t too worried. Instead, you take note of the chicken coop and large garden that could prove to be handy soon, then head back into the relative safety of the cabin.

Moments later, Arthur comes in through the back door, blowing into his hands to warm them.

“Found an old fella out near the well. No wounds or nothin’. Was probably doin’ chores and his heart just gave out. I buried him not too far away.”

You nod and show him the papers you’d found. He quickly glances through them, coming to the same conclusion you did.

“I’ll go carve his name tomorrow. I want to head back out to this shed I saw on my way back right now. Looked like a smokehouse, so we might find something for supper.”

“Sounds good. If not, there are lots of things here in the kitchen too. Dear Elijah sure loved his food,” you chuckle, waving Arthur off as he heads back outside.

With the news that it seemed safe to stay, you let your guard down a little bit, peeling off your filthy jacket and hat. You set them off to the side, wondering if you could convince Arthur to stay long enough to do some laundry. You were sure he needed some clean clothes too.

Upon inspection, the wooden stove seems in perfect working order and already has a stack of kindling and wood ready to go next to it. You set the kindling inside and light it up, knowing it will take a while to get to a good temperature for even cooking. While the stove warms, you hum and go through the cupboards as you try to figure out what to make for supper. Arthur comes stomping back inside moments later, arms filled with goods and grinning happily.

“I was right about the meat. He had a whole root cellar going on underground. Found some ham, bacon, and some sort of sausages. The best part is the place was filled with home canned goods and even some fruits and vegetables. Got some peaches and apples, even found some eggs and butter. Figured we could do with a little treat.”

“We can make all kinds of stuff with that! I am starving right now, so we’ll make something quick. Maybe the sausages and a potato hash? Might have the stuff to make some fry bread with it. Then maybe a cobbler for dessert. We’ll save the bacon for breakfast and make some fried apples too.”

“If you say so,” Arthurs deadpans and settles all of his finds on the dining room table.

You quirk an eyebrow at him. “You still don’t believe that I can cook.”

“Didn’t say that, Miss. Just haven’t seen any evidence to support your claims.”

You should probably be offended, but a smiling and teasing Arthur was such a rare treat that you could only bring yourself to blush and smile back.

“I’ll show you. Out of my kitchen, mister. You should get both of the fireplaces going. The chill is really starting to hit this place.”

“Good idea. I’ll get the tub filled too. Try not to burn my food, woman.”

“So rude. Now, where did I put that poison?”

Arthur laughs as he heads outside. You focus on cooking while he comes in and out, carrying loads of firewood and huge buckets of water. The poor man was certainly getting a workout today. You were sure he was looking forward to a bath now.

Dinner was nearly done by the time he joins you in the kitchen, poking his head over your shoulder to look at the cobbler you were putting together.

“The man sure liked his comforts. That bed is big enough for four. I think the two of us will be plenty comfortable.”

You were glad he couldn’t see your face, as the reminder of where you’d be sleeping tonight must have made you resemble a tomato. You stick the cobbler in the oven to avoid looking at him and begin to dish out the sausages, potatoes, and bread you’d put together for supper while Arthur continues looking through the cupboards.

“There must be forty pounds of beans here. Could feed an army. Would be good with some of that bacon.”

“I am not making you any beans if I’m supposed to be sharing a bed with you, Arthur Morgan.”

“That’s probably smart thinkin’,” he chuckles, sitting at the dining room table as you set the plates down, along with a pitcher of water he’d pumped earlier.

You roll your eyes as Arthur playfully makes a big show of sniffing his fork before he takes a bite. Your smile quickly turns smug as his eyes widen.

“Now why in the hell have I been eating Pearson’s slop if you can cook like this?”

You giggle and take a bit of your own food, pleased as he starts to dig in with relish.

“Pearson would never give up his job. Besides, this is pretty simple. Hard to mess up sausages and hash. The real test is my cobbler.”

Arthur grunts, shoving an entire half a sausage in his mouth as he chews happily. The meal soon became a quiet affair as your hunger caught up with you as well, and the two of you went to work devouring every bit quickly. The cobbler went by just as fast, with Arthur’s moan of delight being compliment enough.

Once your bellies were full with nary a crumb of leftovers in sight, the both of you leaned back into your chairs, sighing in contentment.

“Pearson can keep cooking for the rest of them, but I’ll only eat if you cook for me. You’re not gonna let me starve, right? You’ll cook for me again?” Arthur asked as he rubbed his belly, his soft smile sending your insides fluttering.

“You’re ridiculous. Yes. If we happen to be in camp at the same time and Pearson won’t kill me for using his supplies, I’ll cook for you again.”

Arthur helps you bring the dishes to the sink and even dries them while you wash. The easy way that the two of you work together makes you feel like you’ve done this millions of times.

When everything is clean, Arthur heads to the bedroom while you sit down on the sofa near the fire and begin pulling off your boots. They have a couple of new holes after this trip, making you cringe a bit. You’ll have to find a new pair before these fall apart completely. Arthur comes out a few moments later, carrying one of his union shirts. You were very familiar with those shirts, as they were usually fairly tight on him and highlighted his impressive back muscles.

“Thought you could use something to wear to bed. You can take the bath first.”

You accept the shirt, knowing the thing will probably reach nearly to your knees and cover you well enough.

“You sure? You’ve worked hard, so I don’t mind waiting.”

“Nah, it’s alright. The water will be dirtier for you if I go first. Little thing like you can’t hold much dirt.”

You snort over your shoulder as you head to the bathing room. “You’d be surprised.”

You strip quickly once you shut the door behind you, glad that you wouldn’t have to put any of those clothes back on when you were done. Everything you had was filthy. You didn’t even have a clean pair of bloomers to wear. The coals under the tub had kept the water nice and warm, and you sighed as you slid into the blessed comfort. Arthur had even set out a couple of washcloths and a bar of soap on the end table near the tub.

As you wash the days of grime away, you peer out of the window and see that the snow is finally coming down hard. It’s probably a pretty good guess that the two of you might be snowed in here for a couple days unless Arthur wants to tough it out. You really hope he doesn’t.

You quickly finish up in the tub, wanting to leave Arthur with plenty of warm water, and dry off, wringing your hair out as best you can. You slip on the shirt and take a little sniff, pleased that it smelled like Arthur. Looking around, you find an unopened container of tooth powder, so you wet a washcloth and do your best.

You take a deep breath and open the door to find Arthur lounging on the sofa, his boots and hat already off, and he was near to dozing off by the looks of it. He cracks open an eye as you step out, then slowly sits up straight, staring at you wide-eyed as you shyly stand there.

“It’s all ready for you,” you mumble, the cold air reminding you of just how exposed you are right now.

Arthur audibly swallows as his gaze travels from your hair drying wildly and loose, to your bare legs, glimpses of your thighs poking from underneath his shirt if you shifted.

Finally, he clears his throat and picks up the clothes he had handy, holding them in front of his lap as he hurries past you. The door closes behind him without another word. You quirk an eyebrow at the door, then shrug and bank the fire in the main room before heading to the bedroom.

The bedroom is sufficiently cozy, with the fire a gentle heat now and the windows weatherproofed. You slip under the covers on the right side, knowing Arthur will want to be on the left and closer to the door. After that it’s just a matter of trying to remember to breathe despite how nervous you were.

You lose track of time and the warmth seeps into your bones, making you drowsy, and you close your eyes for a few moments. Eventually, the gush a cold air hits your face as Arthur enters the room and quickly shuts the door behind him.

The room is suddenly filled with the scent of sandalwood as the freshly bathed man settles his things around. You can hear him putting his guns on the nightstand before the bed dips a little and the blanket is moved to allow him to slip underneath.

The bed is big enough that you aren’t touching each other, but you can feel the heat of his skin and he settles onto his back next to you.

“Night, Arthur.”

“Night.”

You nervously listen to his breathing, your heart going crazy being in such an intimate setting with a man and not being allowed to touch. Eventually, you heard him drift off, and allowed yourself to follow soon after.

You were so damn warm. Too warm. The air around you nearly stifling your ability to breathe. Your eyes flutter open and you sleepily look around. It’s barely morning, just a hint of light showing through the window.

There’s a heavy weight across your back and waist, so you peel the blanket back to peer under. Arthur has molded himself to you during the night, his legs tangled in yours and his arm across your waist. His skin is so unbelievably hot, and you guess that’s what woke you up. Your shirt had been ridden up a little too high for comfort, but at least you weren’t completely exposed.

This was nice, though. You knew the proper thing to do would be to sneakily climb out of his tangled limbs, but it was so good. It had been a long time since you’d felt this safe and secure.

Your plan was simply to fall back asleep like this and deal with the awkwardness in the morning. As you closed your eyes and began to let the heaviness of slumber take you over again, it seemed like a great plan.

Until he shifted in his sleep, pulling your hips closer to his lap and settling something hard and warm against your backside.

Suddenly all the blood in your body pooled downstairs, making you throb and dampen as you realize what that is and how close you are to it.

You slowly peer over your shoulder and see that Arthur is still fast asleep. And apparently having a great dream, judging by the twitching appendage that was being rocked against you ever so slightly.

You bite your lip and debate stopping him. Waking him up and acting like nothing was wrong was probably the polite thing. A good girl would even smack him and demand he apologize for acting like an animal even in sleep.

No one had ever said you were a good girl.

Your hips seemed to move of their own volition, pressing harder against his erection as his movements sped up. The massive hand that had been gripping onto your waist slowly slid up until it was cradling one of your breasts, somehow gentle with them in sleep. Arthur grunted and pressed his head into your neck, nipping at the skin lightly.

You couldn’t hold back the moan as Arthur suckled a little harder on your neck, and you felt the jolt as he woke up, stilling almost instantly.

“...Y/n?”

He was trying to pull his arm off of you, but you clutched it hard.

“I’m so sorry. Fuck, I’m just gonna...” Arthur tried to pull away again, but you tugged him closer, peering at him over your shoulder. His breath hitches and you know what he sees. Your lips chewed from trying to keep quiet, hair mussed and bite marks on your neck. Debauched.

“Arthur, please.”

He gulps and settles back, letting you bring his hand back up to your breast.

“You really want this? I don’t think I’ll be able to stop once I start.”

You hum and wiggle your butt against his erection, pleased to hear his whispered curse.

“I want this. Want you.”

You can feel him nod behind you, then he slides his hand slowly down your body, reaching underneath the shirt that was now bunched up to your waist.

“Easy girl, I got you,” Arthur mumbles as his hand reaches your core.

“Darlin’ you are soaking wet.”

His fingers part your folds, circling around to gather up your essence on them before slowing slipping one inside.

“Shit, you are so ready to go. Feel so good. Take one more for me.”

His hips are slowly grinding into you from behind, betraying how excited he is despite the calmness of his voice. He slowly slides another finger inside as his thumb circles your clit.

“There’s a good girl,” he groans against your neck.

You can’t help the little giggle that escapes.

Arthur props himself up to lean over and look at your face.

“What is so darn funny? Ain’t polite to laugh while a fellas trying to make you feel good.”

“I’m sorry, it feels amazing. Really. You’re just so adorable I couldn’t help it.”

“Adorable?” Arthur crinkles his nose like you’d just insulted him.

“You talk to me like I’m your horse,” you giggle again, unable to stop it.

He groans with embarrassment and presses his face back into your neck.

“Just have to make it so you can’t laugh then.”

He pulls his fingers out, leaving you feeling horribly empty. You can feel him messing around with his own pants, trying to pull and kick them off under the covers. Then he picks up your leg and slings across his hip, his cock now laying heavy against your core.

He slides it around, coating it before settling it against your opening.

“Last chance to back out. You sure you want me?”

“Yes. Do it, please.”

Arthur slides in embarrassingly easy, grunting and tightening his hold on you as he fully sheathes himself.

“You are so tight. I’m worried I’m not going to last long,” he mutters as he starts to thrust.

You are pretty sure you’re not going to last either, because you’d barely started and you could feel your orgasm building up. You could hear how wet you were, every thrust creating an embarrassing squelching sound. He speeds up, his hips slamming into you, and the room is filled with the slaps of skin on skin. You can’t even think anymore, the only sounds you’re capable of making are whining and grunting his name. Arthur leans across your back to kiss and suck on your neck, one of his hands reaching under you to rub your clit.

“You feel so good, darlin’. You’re so tight and wet. And you sound so pretty. Am I making you feel good?”

“Yes! Please, I’m so close!” You moan loudly, thrusting your hips back to meet his.

“Oh god, sweetheart, I’m going to cum soon. I can’t hold off anymore. Cum with me.” He whispers in your ear, biting the lobe, and you let go, screaming his name into the pillow. He thrusts hard three more times and cums with a loud, guttural groan into your neck. You both stay like that, breathing heavily as you come down and he strokes your stomach. After a minute, he finally pulls out, leaving you cringing as you feel yourself spill onto the sheets.

It’s quiet as you both catch your breath. You can hear Arthur’s heartbeat slowing down as you lay on his chest. You wanted to know what this all meant. If this was just sex for him or if he was sweet on you. You had no idea how to go about asking him without sounding desperate.

“I can hear you overthinking.” He chuckles into your hair. He leans back and tilts your chin up, forcing you to meet his eyes.

“So what’s it gonna be? This a one time thing, or is it more?”

“I’d like it to be more,” you answer shyly, and he seems pleased with your response as he pulls your closer to him and leans over to peck your lips.

“Alright. We can do whatever you wanna do. You call the shots here.”

“Well, I don’t know how smart it is giving me that much power, Arthur Morgan.”

He chuckles, grabbing a handful of your hair and playing with it.

“Don’t think I’d mind if it’s you.”

The two of you fall into a comfortable silence for a few moments before the urge to find the outhouse became too great. After taking care of business and freshening up, you make breakfast while Arthur goes looking through all the papers in old Elijah’s desk.

“Here, look at this one.”

You wipe your hands off on the dish towel and hold the paper near the window, seeing that Arthur has found the deed to the property.

“You know,” Arthur says thoughtfully, rubbing his hand across his beard. “He didn’t have nobody else. It’d be easy as hell to write something up and say he sold it to us. Go to town and have ‘em file it up. It could be ours.”

You stare at him in wonder. “Really?”

“Not gonna leave the others in the dust, of course, but we could have a place out here for when we need it. Or to just get away sometimes. Just the two of us.”

You’re absolutely beaming with you throw yourself at him and he pulls you into a hug, placing a kiss onto the top of your head.

“A place for us.”

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forthemultiverse · 6 years

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Young Justice Headcanons

Teenage Night Out

- Dick had been in the mood for Ice cream

- Everyone completely agreed the next few events all came back to his need for ice cream.

- “Ice Cream?”

- It had been 2am, and they had been on a stakeout mission where nothing had happened.

- “Ice Cream?” he asked again after another half hour of boredom.

- The only reason he thought about getting ice cream was because of the gas station across the road.

- “ICe cREaM?” he wasn’t really annoying the whole team, he was just pestering Wally.

- “Dude! Nothing good happens after 2am, especially in a nearly abandoned gas station.” Wally pointed out before eventually giving in and agreeing to go across the road with him.

- After the pair didn’t come back quickly the rest of the team found themselves drifting across the road to join them.

- “I need sugar balls!” Artemis complained. “I have cravings.”

- “Is that you subtly trying to say you’re on your period?” Wally stupidly asked whilst pulling a face.

- “Would you rather I just yelled that Satan has possessed my bikini area to perform his monthly hate towards nice underwear?” she asked, keeping the same monotone voice the entire time.

- “What are sugar balls?” Miss Martian asked carefully.

- “Dough, covered in sugar and cinnamon, with a pot of dipping chocolate, and they come from this pizza place back in Gotham.”

- Artemis felt her mouth start to water as Dick explained.

- “Like churros?” Rocket asked

- “And now I want churros and sugar balls.” Artemis groaned

- “Churros?” Superboy and Kaldur asked.

- “Oh my god, we need to get you guys experiencing non-superhero stuff.” Zatanna shook her head.

- The team were constantly having to do things for Batman, that it was hard to remember that they were in fact teenagers, and at least three of them probably didn’t even know what a normal teenager would do in there spare time.

- “Not to be rude…but are you guys going to buy anything?” the gas station worker asked awkwardly, “Even if your not, could I, maybe, grab a picture?”

- After the picture was taken, all of the earth based teens grabbed different things from the store and paid for it quickly. Their stakeout had been boring and probably wouldn’t result in anything too important anyway.

- They wanted to have fun.

- Next stop after the nearly abandoned gas station was a drive-thru.

- They had deliberately used the boom tubes to get quickly to Gotham before using Artemis’s car to go to the Pizza place that served sugar balls.

- “Large pizza, pineapple, Cumberland sausage, and extra cheese!” Wally yelled as Artemis started her order. “And any drink, don’t mind.”

- “Cumberland sausage and pineapple! Fix your best friend, Robin.” Zatanna yelled “Who puts pineapple on pizza? or Cumberland sausage!”

- “People with taste!” Wally countered.

- “People with no taste!” Rocket argued. “Margarita for me!” she then yelled to Artemis.

- “Just be grateful he didn’t order fish on it, he’s done that before.” Artemis laughed at her boyfriend. “But I like pineapple on pizza.”

- “No!”

- “What should we have?” Miss Martian asked through the chaos.

- Everyone started to yell their opinions on pizza but Dick just climbed over Artemis and to the intercom.

- “one Large pizza, pineapple, Cumberland sausage, and extra cheese, one large pizza, half pepperoni half Hawaiian, with cheese stuffed crust, three medium margarita pizzas, one small pepperoni, and one small pineapple and ham. Five cola’s, one spite and two water’s, and four tubs of sugar balls,” he said smoothly.

- Dick paid attention to his friends, he knew what pizza’s they liked and then what would be a relatively large range for the three who hadn’t had pizza before.

- A range Wally or he could eat if the others didn’t like.

- When they got to the pickup point, there were two people working to complete their order.

- They stopped when they saw the car stuffed with young superheroes.

- “Can we have some photo’s with you guys?”

- “As long as you remember to use the hashtag OnlyinGotham when posting them,” Artemis smirked

- Dick high fived them and yelled “Gotham Pride!”

- The third stop on their rebellious evening was a 24/7 store that had absolutely everything.

- They ate as they drove to the store, all coming to the agreement that the sugar balls were the best thing to ever happen to planet earth.

- “We need to be quick,” Zatanna instructed. They wanted to be in and out since they had a few places to go to before going back to the cave.

- Of course, that meant that they all ended up separated across the shop and each had piles of useless junk in their shopping carts.

- Miss Martian wanted everything new she saw, and Conner didn’t know how to say no to Megan.

- “Marco!” Dick yelled when he realised just how long it had been.

- “Polo!” Artemis and Wally both screamed back, from opposite sides of the store

- “Marco!” Kaldur’ahm yelled so he could try and find Rocket and their cart.

- “Polo!” Five different people screamed back, including people who weren’t there with the team

- “Kid Flash, you on the other side of the aisle?” Dick asked, pretty sure he was about to chuck a rubber chicken at his best friend.

- He may have climbed up the aisle and placed himself int he perfect position to fling things at Wally.

- “Yep!”

- “Yeet!” Dick screeched whilst pulling the rubbed back and flinging it as powerfully as he could.

- It hit Wally square in the face.

- “What the hell!” Wally looked up but Dick was gone.

- That then started a war of trolley chucking.

- Everyone was climbing the aisles to throw strange items into other people’s trolleys.

- It stopped when none of them could figure out who put condoms into Zatanna’s and Artemis’s trolley.

- “I just had the best idea ever.” Artemis stopped and Wally ended up walking into her.

- “What?” he asked while she pulled out one of Robin’s fifty million phones that he lent the team and started to record.

- They were all back together at this point.

- “The Floor is Lava!”

- Kaldur had actually heard that phrase and knew what to do

- Wally had shown him a compilation on Youtube.

- Conner didn’t

- He started screaming and prepared to punch to ground.

- Well done Conner.

- Dick was somehow upside down on the store ceiling

- Artemis had flung herself onto a pile of teddies so she could record the chaos

- Zatanna had stuck herself to the aisle and Rocket had disappeared completely.

- Miss Martian had just shot up into the sky, and Wally had thought grabbing her ankle would go well.

- He fell off and crashed into a pile of stuff

- “W- Kid Flash!” Artemis stopped the recording and rushed over to him whilst Dick just laughed.

- “No teenage adventure would be complete without a trip to the hospital.” Rocket pointed out.

- They ended up walking around the children’s corridors of Gotham’s main hospital to surprise some of the sicker children.

- The staff and people all took selfies with them, and before they knew it, #YoungJusticeTakesGotham was trending on most social media platforms

- It also turned out that some of the people from the store had recorded all of their little jokes and posted them to Snapchat and Twitter.

- Zatanna didn’t understand how the hospital was so busy at three in the morning, then she remembered that this was Gotham and shut up.

- Once Wally was cleared by a doctor, they headed up to the top of one of the Wayne Towers.

-It was one of the tallest buildings in Gotham

- They had spent so long in the Hospital, visiting kids was worth it though, that it was nearly sunrise.

- Gotham was usually so cloudy and grey, but somehow the sky was nearly clear.

- The colours started to flood into the city for the first time in a while and they all started eating the snacks they had brought throughout the night.

- Dick and Zatanna sat at the edge of the roof, making out whenever they were sure none of the others could see them

- Artemis and Wally were throwing food at each other as the other tried to catch it in their mouths.

- Despite the fact that Artemis had such good aim, they were both pretty useless and stuck laughing at each other.

- “I’m pretty sure Batman did a speech from the Lion King in one of my first nights as Robin.”

- “What do you mean?”

- “Everything in the shadows touch is our kingdom, not that sunny patch though, that’s Metropolis, no one likes Metropolis.”

- “The Lion King?” Kaldur asked.

- At least M’gann and Conner went to school, he literally didn’t communicate with teenagers other than the team and people he saved.

- “Disney movie marathon tomorrow!” Rocket yelled

- “High school musical marathon after that!” Zatanna improved on Rockets idea.

- “Yes!” Dick agreed.

- “Together, Together everyone!” Wally started.

- “Here and now, it’s time for celebration!” Dick continued.

- “Fake fan!” Artemis interrupted “You skipped like two lines.”

- All of them held eye contact for a second before just launching into the chorus anyway.

- Batman materialised on the rooftop, prepared to tell them off, then he heard.

- “Wildcats everywhere, wave your hands in the air!”

- He wasn’t about to cut off them actually having fun in the usually dark Gotham.

- He would tell them off some other time.

Part Two: Teenaged Night In

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Now We’re Cooking

drabbles and drawble for Advent 2016 day five: Christmas Cookies

Hummel Household centric

Christmas Cookies were a staple in the Hummel household. Burt seriously couldn’t remember a year where the house didn’t overflow with Cookies come December (and January and February. Lizzie baked when it was too cold to do things outside and that doubled when they had Kurt). The baking started in October with fall items and Halloween cookies and continued until it was spring and warm enough to spend time outside for longer than half an hour at a time.

Even the fall after Lizzie had died, Kurt baked. Granted, Burt was certain it was probably against every parenting book out there to let his 8 yr old use an oven by himself, but his 8yr old had the attitude of someone twice his age and had a point…he had been taking cookies out of over with supervision alone for two years and with help since he was three, he could do so at 8. (Burt also let him change tires with just the littlest bit of help and change the oil in their cars with just the littlest of help and run the cash register and Kurt did a lot of the work on the dirt bike engine Burt rebuilt for his nephew and most of the repair on the sewing machine they found for his use…so why not let him bake and use the sewing machine.)

He didn’t realize how much he missed the baking until it was almost Thanksgiving and Kurt hadn’t baked anything yet. In fact, Burt didn’t think he’d done any baking at all since before he and Carole got married. He thought part might have been because of the situation that sent Kurt to Dalton, but that was resolved around the wedding time and Kurt had been baking while he recovered before that. Granted he ate banana muffins and other healthy baked treats filled with fruits and vegetables, but they were all still baked sweets.

“Kurt!” Burt shouted as he stood in the kitchen. Kurt popped in from the living room where he’d been watching TV while Finn had friends over downstairs. Burt figured his boy was bored, since he was watching a show on the history of American sports, in particular Baseball. “Are you going to start baking soon?”

“I’m allowed?” Kurt asked.

“Of course you are allowed. Who said you weren’t?”

“Finn said I couldn’t because only his mom could bake here and Carole said I couldn’t because you didn’t want to temptations in the house.” Kurt said.

“When was this?”

“Two weeks ago…the weekend after the wedding when I called and asked if I could come home from Dalton and Carole said you thought I should stay until I’d been there at least a full week before coming home. It was a waste of gas money to drive home so soon.” Kurt responded.

“I thought you made that decision.” Burt said.

“No. I wanted to come home and see everyone I missed and cook and bake and pick up items I forgot and was missing. I thought I wasn’t allowed to.”

Burt grumbled. “Well, you are. You can come home whenever you want unless you are supposed to be in class. You can cook anytime you want. In fact, I’d really love it if you would cook dinner and bake for the next week. Just ignore anyone who tells you anything other than that. I’m even missing all the health stuff…all we’ve had is Spaghetti and chicken nuggets and beef roasts and not even ones cooked really well. I miss variety. I miss the experiments. I miss you cooking.”

Kurt hugged his dad really tight and ran into the kitchen. He pulled bowls and ingredients out and had the makings for his pumpkin chocolate chip cookies laid out on the counter before a full minute had passed. Burt heard the mixer start up and wandered into the living room.

He picked up the remote and changed the channel to an actual game. The football game graced the screen and Kurt started singing in the background as he made cookies. Burt reclined his chair and smiled. Things were now right in the house and soon the correct noises would be joined by the correct smells for the season.

“Can you bake some of those sugar cookies?” Burt called out. “Not the thinner shaped ones but those thick ones with the thick frosting like you can buy at the store.”

“Sure, Dad. But they will have to wait for this batch of pumpkin cookies and a huge batch of chocolate chip that can be eaten in mass by Finn and the guys. Oh, and I’ll have to find out what needs to be made for Thanksgiving. We will not be eating prepackaged mashed potatoes for a holiday.”

Burt’s smile got wider. At least Holidays might get back on track. He leaned into his chair and tuned into the game, watching enough to know what was going on but mostly day dreaming about Pumpkin pie and Apple cobbler and sausage stuffing and ham and turkey cooked just right…and a house filled with cookies.

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Cathy’s culinary impressions

As much for my benefit as for our dear readers’, I wanted to record all my favorite food varieties of the trip while they’re still fresh in my mind.

Barcelona

Our brief stay in Spain was almost all about the jamon iberico. Oh god, it’s good, and everywhere. The standard form factor is extremely thin-sliced, slightly dried ham on a small baguette spread with nothing more than a little bit of fresh tomato water. I’m desperate to figure out a way to import this ham for an even vaguely reasonable price.

Our best restaurant meal of the trip, in my opinion, was also in Barcelona at Bodega 1900. Standouts of the meal include:

Really good sweet vermouth (literally all we drank for the whole meal)

Tiny unctuous pork sandwich thingie

Tiny fried calamari hot dog

Amazingly simple but delicious meatballs in tomato sauce

Provence

We went all in on Gigondas in Provence (a Cote du Rhône village with, of course, its own AOP wine). It was a place we visited on our wine tour and also one of the house wines at our hotel. Honorable mention goes to the also-excellent Vacqueyras wine.

Switzerland

Surprisingly Switzerland had more food highlights for me than Provence. Our first and second nights in Lucerne we ate at the Rathaus Brauerei across the street from our hotel which served what would seem to American beer aficionados to be a paltry two kinds of beer, except that both (their regional house beer, cloudy and unfiltered and eminently drinkable, and their seasonal summer wheat beer, floral and light) were excellent. They also served the best rösti of the trip (a big, seasoned hash brown type thing), great sausage, and a strong charcuterie plate.

One of my favorite things about Switzerland is their very Germanic understanding of the importance of breakfast, and thus the free breakfast buffets at both places we stayed, serving breakfast classics like muesli, ham, salami, and swiss cheese. Our Lucerne hotel had the best cheese spread. The standout varieties for me were Greyerzer, Klewenalp, and Bleiki Alp, but all of them were good.

Other misc. Swiss food thoughts -- the Swiss love a hearty slice of heavy, nut-filled bread. Also the fondue is good but not life-changing. Maybe better suited to a wintry day. Also flammkuchen. It’s not a cake, it’s a thin crust white pizza!

Paris

My favorite Paris food thing was (no surprise) the pastry. Croissants and macarons in particular.

Their cafe food is, in general, surprisingly consistent from place to place. Both in terms of menu contents and preparation. I had a couple very overdone steaks which soured my opinion of French culinary superiority. Wine-wise, Sancerre was the winner of Paris. Maybe my new favorite white wine of all time. The other big winner was the price of the wine (SO CHEAP).

Susan’s Culinary Impressions

I can’t disagree with anything Cathy said, especially about Barcelona, but of course I want to add my own thoughts...

First, I really liked the food in Provence... Light, fresh, vegetable- and fish-forward; pretty much the polar opposite of what we had in Switzerland — and even Paris to some extent. I had a couple of delicious dinners at our hotel, a great lunch at a lovely restaurant in the Cotes du Rhône village of Cairanne, and, surprisingly, two very tasty lunches at the food concessions at the Chauvet Cave and Pont du Gard sites. Here are some photos (again, sorry that I didn’t remember to take all of them before I started eating!):

In Arles (technically in the Languedoc region), we went to a Spanish restaurant where Cathy had one of the local specialities, braised bull stew. These are the same bulls who star in the local “bull games” (see earlier post), run free in the Camargue the rest of the time, and eventually turn up on dinner tables. It’s the circle of life!

Cathy’s take on Swiss food is right on. I enjoyed it a lot, although after 8 days I was ready for something a bit lighter. Paris was just the ticket. First, having our own kitchen meant that we didn’t have to eat out for every meal. Courtesy of the various markets on our street, we enjoyed croissant and fruit breakfasts, suppers of cheese and baguettes, and patisserie desserts. Cathy even roasted chicken legs one evening! All (well, the suppers anyhow) accompanied by bottles of that inexpensive French wine!

But I really loved eating at the Paris cafes and bistros found on almost every corner and along nearly every street in the city. They may not be haute cuisine, but their food is generally very good; you can usually find French standbys such as duck confit, steak frites, boeuf bourguignon, escargots in garlic butter, etc. You can pop in for a meal almost any time of day, sit inside or out on the sidewalk, and nurse a glass of wine or a coffee for as long as you want. It’s hard to believe that all these establishments can stay in business, but they’re always busy, including with lots of locals. Yes, the French DO know how to live!

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Turkeys Quotes

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• A connoisseur of gastronomy was congratulated on his appointment as a director of indirect contributions at Periguex: and, above all, in the pleasure there would be in living in the midst of good cheer, in the country of truffles, partridges, truffled turkeys, and so forth. “Alas!” replied with a sigh the sad gastronomer, “can one really live at all in a country where there is no fresh sea-fish?” – Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin • A genocide in Africa has not received the same attention that genocide in Europe or genocide in Turkey or genocide in other part of the world. There is still this kind of basic discrimination against the African people and the African problems. – Boutros Boutros-Ghali • A lot of Thanksgiving days have been ruined by not carving the turkey in the kitchen. – Kin Hubbard • A small minority in Turkey even accuses me of having political ambitions, when in fact I have been struggling with various illnesses for many years. – Fethullah Gulen • A turkey is more occult and awful than all the angels and archangels. In so far as God has partly revealed to us an angelic world, he has partly told us what an angel means. But God has never told us what a turkey means. And if you go and stare at a live turkey for an hour or two, you will find by the end of it that the enigma has rather increased than diminished. – Gilbert K. Chesterton • A two-pound turkey and a fifty-pound cranberry-that’s Thanksgiving dinner at Three Mile Island. – Johnny Carson • After spending time with the rescued turkeys at Farm Sanctuary’s shelter and seeing how similar they are to my furry companion animals at home, I knew I needed to do everything in my power to protect these friendly and curious birds from the daily pain and suffering they endure on factory farms. – Ginnifer Goodwin • Among mammals, a virgin birth (parthenogenesis) can only produce female offspring, for chromosomal reasons. Messiahs are mammals. Therefore, Jesus was… On the other hand, among turkeys, the chromosomal situation is such that all products of virgin birth are males. So if Jesus was a male, he might also have been. – Frank Zindler • And dressed her [Madonna] up like a turkey. After I read that stuff, I thought long and hard about what one would do to dress someone up like a turkey. And I nailed it. I figured you’ve got to get out the Playtex glove, blow it up and put the glove over the head. – Sean Penn • And if you look at the experience of Turkey, for example, where the modern Islamists are in power and are doing fine – this is very good. Because democracy is not possible in the Muslim world without bringing in the Islamists or part of the Islamists who hate us now into these governments. – Yaroslav Trofimov • And it’s significant that he has been using the, you know, language of betrayal in his rhetoric about Turkey. He called the shoot down a treacherous stab in the back by an accomplice of the terrorists. And that suggests that there could still be some harsh revenge in store for Turkey. – Corey Flintoff • And turkeys are a bird. A very nervous bird. You’d be nervous too if you knew that one day you’d get your head cut off and… filled with stuffing. – Bob Saget • Any woman who votes for no-fault divorce is like a turkey voting for Thanksgiving. – Pat Robertson • As far as I know, Russians are the first among tourists going to Turkey; last year three million Russians visited that country, although its climate zone is almost the same as the one of the Black sea region. Therefore, we have had an important task to develop an infrastructure in this region of the Russian Federation. – Vladimir Putin • As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly!!! – Gordon Jump

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• Coexistence: what the farmer does with the turkey – until Thanksgiving. – Mike Connolly • Cooking Tip: Wrap turkey leftovers in aluminum foil and throw them out. – Nicole Hollander • Dan watched in awe. “I didn’t know you talk Turkey.” “I speak Turkish. – Peter Lerangis • Dear Lord, I’ve been asked, nay commanded, to thank Thee for the Christmas turkey before us… a turkey which was no doubt a lively, intelligent bird… a social being… capable of actual affection… nuzzling its young with almost human- like compassion. Anyway, it’s dead and we’re gonna eat it. Please give our respects to its family. – Berkeley Breathed • Detente – isn’t that what a farmer has with his turkey – until Thanksgiving? – Ronald Reagan • Do you realize that if the pilgrims have been chasing bobcats instead of turkeys.. we’d all be eating pussy on Thanksgiving?! – Redd Foxx • Don’t assume you’re always going to be understood. I wrote in a column that one should put a cup of liquid in the cavity of a turkey when roasting it. Someone wrote me that ‘the turkey tasted great, but the plastic cup melted. – Heloise • Euphemisms, vague terminology or calls for discussions with Turkey to get at the truth are just some of the dodges Congress and the administration have used to avoid Turkish discomfort with its Ottoman past. – Adam Schiff • Europe will get a stable and prosperous Turkey. – Olli Rehn • Even Boris Johnson doesn’t think there’s going to be a United States of Europe. And I think there’s a real question here that you’re being asked to make a decision that’s irreversible we cant change it, we wake up on Friday and we don’t like it, and we’re being sold it on a lie because they lied about the cost of Europe, they lied about Turkey’s entrance to Europe, they lied about the European army because we’ve got a veto for that they put that in their leaflets and they’ve lied about this here tonight too and its not good enough you deserve the truth you deserve the truth. – Ruth Davidson • Everybody’s angry with me because, apparently, I outed my cousin during an argument over a turkey leg. My cousin goes, ‘You had the last leg.’ I was like, ‘You’re gay. – Dov Davidoff • Everyone stopped to blink at that for a second. I mean, come on. Impaled by a guided frozen turkey missile. Even by the standards of the quasi-immortal creatures of the night, that ain’t something you see twice. “For my next trick,” I panted into the startled silence, “anvils. – Jim Butcher • Gloucestershire police must be the envy of the human rights-abusing cop world. From Turkey to Indonesia they will say, ‘Kidnapping peace protestors! How did they get away with that one?’ – Mark Thomas • Grain that is used to feed animals that end up on our tables as turkeys and hams could have gone to feed starving people. – Peter Singer • Greece is a sort of American vassal; the Netherlands is the country of American bases that grow like tulip bulbs; Cuba is the main sugar plantation of the American monopolies; Turkey is prepared to kowtow before any United States proconsul and Canada is the boring second fiddle in the American symphony. – Andrei Gromyko • Half of all broccoli grown commercially in America today is a single variety- Marathon- notable for it’s high yield. The overwhelming majority of the chickens raised for meat in America are the same hybrid, the Cornish cross; more than 99 percent of turkeys are the Broad-Breasted Whites. – Michael Pollan • He was addicted to me and now he has gone cold turkey. He used to send me fifty texts a day. And now he is ignoring me. It’s like I was once his Barack Obama. And now I am John McCain, conceding defeat like a sad-face sock puppet, knowing I have sold the best of myself. He, my electorate, not only does not want me, he actively feels pity. – Emma Forrest • Heaped on the floor were turkeys, geese, game, poultry, brawn, great joints of meat, sucking pigs, long wreaths of sausages, mince-pies, plum-puddings, bartrels of oysters, re-hot chestnuts, cherry-cheeked apples, juicy oranges, luscious pears, immense twelfth-cakes, and seething bowls of punch that made the chamber dim with their delicious steam. – Charles Dickens • Here’s a Thanksgiving tip. Generally, your turkey is not cooked enough if it passes you the cranberry sauce. – Joan Rivers • Here’s what I think the truth is: We are all addicts of fossil fuels in a state of denial, about to face cold turkey. And like so many addicts about to face cold turkey, our leaders are now committing violent crimes to get what little is left of what we’re hooked on. – Kurt Vonnegut • Here’s what I think the truth is: We are all addicts of fossil fuels in a state of denial, about to face cold turkey. – Kurt Vonnegut • I always buy the smaller turkeys. On the pre-baste put pats of butter on the meat under the skin, put the skin back on, put a bunch of seasoning on the top, call it a day, put it in the oven. With a 10 – 12 pound turkey you are done in a couple of hours. – Sandra Lee • I always tell the Kurds who defend independence: Let’s say we declared the independent Kurdish state and Syria, Iran, Iraq and Turkey imposed sanctions on us, without waging a war. How would we survive under those circumstances? – Jalal Talabani • I am on this account not displeased that the Figure is not known as a Bald Eagle, but looks more like a Turkey. For the Truth the Turkey is in Comparison a much more respectable Bird, and withal a true original Native of America… He is besides, though a little vain & silly, a Bird of Courage, and would not hesitate to attack a Grenadier of the British Guards who should presume to invade his Farm Yard with a red Coat on. – Benjamin Franklin • I am saying that the recent activities by Turkey’s Ministry of Agriculture, particularly the culling and communication work, is good. – Bill Vaughan • I am sympathetic to the fact that Turkey is doing everything it can to prevent the civil war in Syria from spilling over into its own country. – Thomas de Maiziere • I can’t cook, but I can make a turkey and cheese sandwich like nobody else. – Kevin Hart • I don’t know if I could kill someone with a frozen turkey because that is a lot of evidence to eat …. unless I found a whole room of people who also wanted that person dead. – Dane Cook • I don’t like this vision that Turkey is successful because it is as successful as the western powers in economic terms. But I do think they are trying to find a new space in the multi-polar world, and this is what I am advocating. I don’t think that Muslims have an alternative model. – Tariq Ramadan • I hate turkeys. If you stand in the meat section at the grocery store long enough, you start to get mad at turkeys. There’s turkey ham, turkey bologna, turkey pastrami. Some one needs to tell the turkey, ‘man, just be yourself.’ – Mitch Hedberg • I have been a long-time advocate for a just Arab-Israeli peace and for Palestinian refugees. Today, as you are aware, Turkey, Lebanon, and Jordan and Iraq are being overwhelmed by those fleeing the conflict in Syria, often with nothing but the clothes on their backs. Many are severely tortured – abused women and their traumatized children whose husbands, fathers, and brothers have been killed or permanently disabled. – Queen Noor of Jordan • I have cooked turkeys in my day but when Mom`s around I let her do it. – Tom Cruise • I have my once-a-month nachos, but it’s soy cheese and turkey chili on it, so it’s somewhat safe. But it’s still a big vice for me, because I have a big bowl of it. – Jenny McCarthy • I have no desire to crow over anybody or to see anybody eating crow, figuratively or otherwise. We should all get together and make a country in which everybody can eat turkey whenever he pleases. – Harry S. Truman • I just had my 30th birthday and we went turkey shooting. It’s what I wanted to do, so we went. – Kelly Clarkson • I know electric knives are excellent for carving turkeys that have had their bones removed and been forced into a mold to shape them. Please note that those turkeys are called hams. – John Hodgman • I know that there are some people who are perpetually negative. I sincerely believe that if you want to fly with the eagles you cannot afford to walk with the turkeys. I will walk away from those people when they start to attack the vision. – Phil Pringle • I like to stuff myself at Thanksgiving, not turkeys. – Kevin Nealon • I love Bill Clinton. I think we should make him king. I’m talking the red robe, the turkey leg – everything. – Tim McGraw • I love lean meats like chicken, turkey. I’m obsessed with sushi and fish in general. I eat a lot of veggies and hummus. – Shawn Johnson • I love my daughter, but she had me on couscous and fixed me pastas and made me eat oatmeal every morning. Turkey burgers, turkey bacon and that kind of stuff. She wants her dad to live a long time, and I do, too. – Dusty Baker • I love Thanksgiving turkey… It’s the only time in Los Angeles that you see natural breasts. – Arnold Schwarzenegger • I love to cook. I make an award-winning turkey chili. – Joely Fisher • I loved my mother very much, but she was not a good cook. Most turkeys taste better the day after; my mother’s tasted better the day before. In our house Thanksgiving was a time for sorrow. – Rita Rudner • I mean to be too rich to lament or to feel anything of the sort. A large income is the best recipe for happiness I ever heard of. It certainly may secure all the myrtle and turkey part of it. – Jane Austen • I really like Thanksgiving turkey… it does not take only time in Houston that you look at natural breasts. – Arnold Schwarzenegger • I received a letter just before I left office from a man. I don’t know why he chose to write it, but I’m glad he did. He wrote that you can go to live in France, but you can’t become a Frenchman. You can go to live in Germany or Italy, but you can’t become a German, an Italian. He went through Turkey, Greece, Japan and other countries. But he said anyone, from any corner of the world, can come to live in the United States and become an American. – Ronald Reagan • I say 20 words in English. I say money, money, money, and I say hot dog! I say yes, no and I say money, money, money and I say turkey sandwich and I say grape juice. – Carmen Miranda • I see Turkey’s future as being in Europe, as one of many prosperous, tolerant, democratic countries. – Orhan Pamuk • I started acting in second grade – my first role was in the Thanksgiving play. I was the Indian chasing the turkey. All the other mom’s encouraged my mom to get me into acting after that. – Brie Larson • I think I’m going to give my baby her first food on Thanksgiving, make her some organic sweet potato. I’m very excited! It’s going to be a big day and my husband is in charge of the turkey – he’s the chef of the family! – Lily Aldridge • I think it’s important to remember the tensions between Turkey and Russia predate this jet shoot down by some time. I mean, Russia’s long been Bashar al-Assad’s strongest backer. – Peter Kenyon • I think perhaps Pakistan can take the lead. Perhaps Turkey can as well, being part of Europe. But someone has to start talking about why the Muslim world has become a boiling pot and look beyond these cartoons to what the ideological reasons are for this divide. – Sharmeen Obaid-Chinoy • I think that all countries of the region should join their efforts in the fight against a common threat – terrorism in general and ISIS in particular. It concerns Iran as well, it concerns Saudi Arabia (although the two countries do not get along very well, ISIS threatens both of them), it concerns Jordan, it concerns Turkey (in spite of certain problems regarding the Kurdish issue), and, in my opinion, everybody is interested in resolving the situation. Our task is to join these efforts to fight against a common enemy. – Vladimir Putin • I want to make a memorial for our turkey. Never has a bird been so tortured to provide such a lousy dinner. – Laurie Halse Anderson • I was born in Turkey in an extremely oppressive climate at the time of pogroms, massacres, really. An immigrant appreciates the freedom more. – Elia Kazan • I was leafing through a magazine where there was a before-and-after picture of a woman who went from a size 5 to a size 3 by liposuction. Was she serious? I’ve cooked bigger turkeys than her “before” picture. – Erma Bombeck • I wish Europe would let Russia annihilate Turkey a little–not much, but enough to make it difficult to find the place again without a divining-rod or a diving-bell. – Mark Twain • I wish the bald eagle had not been chosen as the representative of our country; he is a bird of bad moral character; like those among men who live by sharping and robbing, he is generally poor, and often very lousy. The turkey is a much more respectable bird, and withal a true original native of America. – Benjamin Franklin • I work at home, in the country, and days will go by when, except for my husband and son and the occasional UPS man, the only sentient creatures that see me are my chickens and turkeys. – Susan Orlean • Ialways think it’s funny when Indians celebrate Thanksgiving. I mean, sure, the Indians and Pilgrims were best friends during the first Thanksgiving, but a few years later, the Pilgrims were shooting Indians. So I’m never quite sure why we eat Turkey like everybody else. – Sherman Alexie • I’d love to give my girls a traditional Thanksgiving with turkey and all that jazz, but we’ve raised them to love Tuscan food so much that they don’t care for it. My favorite is a nice polenta with beef stew and broccoli rabe on the side. – Debi Mazar • If I were inclined to worry that the United States was veering in a dangerously theocratic direction, here’s a short list of things I wouldn’t fret about: a reality television program depicting the lives of ordinary Americans; a clause in a contract between parties to a business transaction agreeing that any disputes that arise between them be resolved in compliance with shared religious principles; halal soup; halal turkeys on the Thanksgiving table. – Sarah Posner • If the Schengen system (of border-free travel) is destroyed, Europe will be seriously endangered politically and economically. That is why we Europeans have to invest billions in Turkey, Libya, Jordan and other countries in the region as quickly as possible everybody as much as they can. – Wolfgang Schauble • If the soup had been as warm as the wine; if the wine had been as old as the turkey; and if the turkey had had a breast like the maid, it would have been a swell dinner. – Duncan Hines • If Turkey is prepared to acknowledge the Armenian Genocide, then its leaders can proceed immediately to direct dialogue with its counterparts in Armenia to define a common vision for the future. – Mark Foley • If Turkey wants to join Europe, it will have to become a European country, and that might take a long time. – Salman Rushdie • If you associate with turkeys, you will never fly with the eagles. – Brian Tracy • If you want to save a species, simply decide to eat it. Then it will be managed – like chickens, like turkeys, like deer, like Canadian geese. – Ted Nugent • If you want to soar like an eagle in life, you can’t be flocking with the turkeys. – Warren Buffett • If you want to speak about different ethnicities and diversity, rap and hip-hop are all over the planet. Every country, from Turkey to Australia, now has tons of hip-hop artists. The music and artistry have moved way faster than the corporatization of the music. You do need organization and opportunity for these artists to express themselves, and I don’t think it has to come from a corporate co-signing. – Chuck D • I’ll be a good boy, please make me well. I promise you anything, get me out of this hell. Cold turkey has got me on the run. – John Lennon • I’m not a sandwich store that only sells turkey sandwiches. I sell a lot of different things. – Lady Gaga • I’m one of these people that if I have a nice holiday – like I have had in Turkey repeatedly – I go back a lot. – Freema Agyeman • In any form or fashion, people are finding a way to inflict pain and sadness on people, on a daily basis. We have this situation in Turkey, we have this situation with ISIS, and we have our own internal fights within the United States. – Edwin Hodge • In Europe, when tobacco was first introduced, it was immediately banned. In Turkey, if you got caught with tobacco, you had your nose slit. China and Russia imposed the death penalty for possession of tobacco. – Andrew Weil • In its sacredness, families get together to (unintentionally?) celebrate one genocide (against Native Americans) by committing another (against turkeys). – Daniel Brook • In my opinion turkey is the most over-rated critter for eating purposes in kingdom come but the most striking example we have of the power of propaganda. – Damon Runyon • In particular, recently Belgium has banned the sale of a cellphone to a 7-year-old. Turkey has banned ads and advertising to children. So has France for children under 12. India has bans in certain areas. In Bangalore, you cannot sell a cellphone to someone younger than 16. So in different parts of the world, they’ve taken different steps. – Devra Davis • In Turkey, you’re not allowed to be left alone in the hospital. The nurse teaches the family how to do things, and somebody is always there with the patient. – Mehmet Oz • Iran is a huge country and much, much more sophisticated than most people imagine… It certainly has the potential to be at least the way Turkey is to most Americans. – Hooman Majd • Iraq, for the first time, gives al Qaeda and its allies contiguous safe-haven territory to train and launch attacks into the Levant. First into Jordan and Syria, and then into Lebanon, and virtually and ultimately into Israel and probably Egypt too. It also gives them haven to eventually work their way toward Turkey and into the Arabian Peninsula. – Michael Scheuer • Is Europe a home for an alliance of civilizations or is it a Christian club? If the former is true, then Turkey should be part of it. – Recep Tayyip Erdogan • It has been an unchallengeable American doctrine that cranberry sauce, a pink goo with overtones of sugared tomatoes, is a delectable necessity of the Thanksgiving board and that turkey is uneatable without it. – Alistair Cooke • It is all well and good for children and acid freaks to believe in Santa Claus – but it is still a profoundly morbid day for us working professionals. It is unsettling to know that one out of every twenty people you meet on Xmas will be dead this time next year…. Some people can accept this, and some can’t. That is why God made whiskey, and also why Wild Turkey comes in $300 shaped canisters during most of the Christmas season… – Hunter S. Thompson • It seems that the Cannibals of Europe are going to eat one another again. A war between Russia and Turkey is like the battle of the kite and snake; whichever destroys the other, leaves a destroyer the less for the world. – Thomas Jefferson • It was dramatic to watch my grandmother decapitate a turkey with an ax the day before Thanksgiving. Nowadays the expense of hiring grandmothers for the ax work would probably qualify all turkeys so honored with gourmet status. – Russell Baker • It’s hard to soar with the eagles when you’re surrounded by turkeys. – Adam Sandler • It’s like cuddling with a Butterball turkey. – Jeff Foxworthy • It’s love this and love that but of couse it’s so easy to love someone you don’t know, whether it’s George Clooney or Monkey. Staying civil to someone with whom you’ve ever shared Christmas turkey- now there’s a miracle. – Nick Hornby • It’s so simple to create a delicious holiday meal without animal cruelty. I promise no one will miss the turkey! – Alicia Silverstone • I’ve been giving back since I was a teen, handing out turkeys at Thanksgiving and handing out toys at toys drives for Christmas. It’s very important to give back as a youth. It’s as simple as helping an old lady across the street or giving up your seat on the bus for someone who is pregnant. – Queen Latifah • Let us praise the noble turkey vulture: No one envies him; he harms nobody; and he contemplates our little world from a most serene and noble height. – Edward Abbey • Let us, rather, gather facts, all the facts, regardless of aesthetic appeal or theoretical social worth, and spread those facts before us not as the soothsayer spreads the innards of a turkey but as a newspaper spreads its columns. Let us be journalists, then. And like all good journalists, we shall present our facts in an order that will satisfy the famous five W’s: wow, whoopee, wahoo, why-not and whew. – Tom Robbins • Let’s be realistic, every terrorist came to Syria, he came through Turkey with the support of [Recep Tayyip] Erdogan. So, fighting those terrorists is like fighting the army of Erdogan, not the Turkish army, the army of Erdogan. – Bashar al-Assad • Listen, you might want to pack a few of your things together before going to bed. The former bishop of Turkey will be coming tonight along with six to eight black men. They might put some candy in your shoes, they might stuff you into a sack and take you to Spain, or they might just pretend to kick you. We don’t know for sure, but we want you to be prepared.” This was the reward for living in the Netherlands. As a child you get to hear this story, and as an adult you get to turn around and repeat it. – David Sedaris • love iz a big fat turkey and every day iz thanksgiving – Charles Bukowski • Matt Le Tissier had firm views about Austria’s reluctance to allow Turkey full membership of the EU last Saturday, I seem to recall. – Jeff Stelling • May your stuffing be tasty May your turkey plump, May your potatoes and gravy Have nary a lump. May your yams be delicious And your pies take the prize, And may your Thanksgiving dinner Stay off your thighs! – Grandpa Jones • Moreover, as the leadership of the House confirmed last year, the Administration remains opposed to a congressional resolution on the Armenian Genocide due to Turkish objections. This approach sends absolutely the wrong signal to Turkey and to the rest of the world. – Patrick J. Kennedy • Moreover, they [the Central Asian Republics] are of importance from the standpoint of security and historical ambitions to at least three of their most immediate and more powerful neighbors, namely Russia, Turkey and Iran, with China also signaling an increasing political interest in the region. But the Eurasian Balkans are infinitely more important as a potential economic prize: an enormous concentration of natural gas and oil reserves is located in the region, in addition to important minerals, including gold. – Zbigniew Brzezinski • Most people don’t realize turkeys are friendly, they’re social, they’re loyal, they have emotions. – Shannon Elizabeth • Most people think witches are a coven of lesbians dancing naked in the forest celebrating the semen stolen from imprisoned hypnotized males, which they then use to inseminate one another using turkey basters in order to create a legion of demon babies. Well, that’s only part of it. We are also active in community outreach programs. – Amy Sedaris • Most turkeys taste better the day after; my mother’s tasted better the day before. – Rita Rudner • Moving to Turkey was the turning point in my life. – Tarkan • Mr. Shaw came for a short time recently to be regarded less as an author than as an incident in the European War. In the opinion of many people it seemed as if the Allies were fighting against a combination composed of Germany, Austria-Hungary, Turkey, and Mr. Shaw. – Robert Wilson Lynd • My fans — when I see them somewhere, outside my concerts — I get that, that vibe. They’re really supporting my projects and everything, because it’s a first time that a Turkish singer is, you know, able to express himself out of Turkey. – Tarkan • My favorite meal is turkey and mashed potatoes. I love Thanksgiving, it’s just my favorite. I can have Thanksgiving all year round. – Cindy Margolis • My first memory of the Rolling Stones is listening to ‘Satisfaction’ at a sixth-grade slumber party at a friend’s house in Ankara, Turkey, where my family was living at the time. In the middle of our sleepover, my friend’s dad stopped the record when he heard the words ‘girlie action!’ – Gayle King • My list would be Russia, Morocco, Turkey, and South Africa I’m doing which is somewhere I’ve wanted to go, Australia, Japan maybe, and China, if I have the energy to go and play at all those places. – A. R. Rahman • My most memorable meal is every Thanksgiving. I love the food: The turkey and stuffing; the sweet potatoes and rice, which come from my mother’s Southern heritage; the mashed potatoes, which come from my wife’s Midwestern roots; the Campbell’s green bean casserole; and of course, pumpkin pie. – Douglas Conant • My mother is a great hunter – she usually shoots our Thanksgiving turkey. – Kirsten Gillibrand • My sense of humor is a turkey, and I pull it out of the oven and baste it in reality. – Tracy Morgan • No more turkey, but I’d like some more of the bread it ate. – Hank Ketcham • Not possessing definite geographical boundaries, at least in the East – its distinction from Asia is problematic, considering that two large countries, Russia and Turkey, stretch between the two continents – , Europe, from the beginning, has defined itself from the perspective of the constitutive specificity of its philosophical principles: the freedom of the Greek cities as opposed to the Asian despotic regimes. Although these principles were often contradicted and reversed into their opposite, the idea of Europe is inseparable from them. – Roberto Esposito • Oh yeah? What did you have last night?” “Turkey sandwich on wheat. With a pickle.” “And the night before?” “Turkey sandwich on wheat. No pickle.” She giggled. “What was the last hot meal you cooked?” He pretended to rack his brains. “Uh…beans and franks. On Monday. – Nicholas Sparks • On Thanksgiving, you realize you’re living in a modern world. Millions of turkeys baste themselves in millions of ovens that clean themselves. – George Carlin • Once people spend time with farm animals in a loving way … a pig or cow or a little chicken or a turkey, they might find they relate with them the same way they relate with dogs and cats. People don’t really think of them that way because they’re on the plate. Why should they be food when other animals are pets? I would never eat my doggies. – Alicia Silverstone • One thing that happens when you’re pregnant is that as your stomach starts to stretch. It itches! So I have to keep my belly really lubricated. Every morning, there’s a buttering ceremony after I get out of the shower. It’s really like basting a turkey with body butter. – Padma Lakshmi • Orphans, dead parents, lonely children at Christmas, morose spoken word recordings, everything you love about the holidays. Move the turkey over so you can fit your head in the oven. – April Winchell • Our parents were a test tube and a turkey baster. – James Patterson • Politicians like Prime Minister David Cameron have lost all sense of reality. The people have seen how billions were spent on Greece and Turkey, on deals with Erdogan or for asylum seekers. – Geert Wilders • President Erdogan is aiming Turkey at a Sharia nation. That’s where he wants to go. He is a Sharia law, full-fledged, one percent Islamist. – Rush Limbaugh • Re: Robert Montgomery’s Poems His writing bears the same relation to poetry which a Turkey carpet bears to a picture. There are colours in the Turkey carpet out of which a picture might be made. There are words in Mr. Montgomery’s writing which, when disposed in certain orders and combinations,have made, and will make again, good poetry. But, as they now stand, they seem to be put together on principle in such a manner as to give no image of anything in the heavens above, or in the earth beneath, or in the waters under the earth. – Thomas B. Macaulay • Save a life this Thanksgiving, and join me in starting a new tradition by adopting a turkey instead of eating one through Farm Sanctuary’s Adopt-A-Turkey Project. – Ellen DeGeneres • Seriously, many people have told me they can’t eat turkeys anymore after getting to know them. I think in the wider world, when the stories air on the media, they help banish the idea that birds, other than parrots, are somehow lesser. – Karen Dawn • Someone is putting brandy in your bonbons, Grand Marnier in your breakfast jam, Kahlua in your ice cream, Scotch in your mustard and Wild Turkey in your cake. – Marian Burros • Sometimes we adopt certain beliefs when we’re children and use them automatically when we become adults, without ever checking them out against reality. This brings to mind the story of the woman who always cut off the end of the turkey when she put it in the oven. Her daughter asked her why, and her mother responded, “I don’t know. My mother always did it.” Then she went and asked her mother, who said, “I don’t know. My mother always did it.” The she went and asked her grandmother, who said, “The oven wasn’t big enough.” – Charlotte Sophia Kasl • Still I have been invited I don’t know how many times to Turkey, where Turkey has been following very quickly in the footsteps of what is sometimes referred to as the movement of cyber-dissidents. They have been training young people and also encouraging them to come into contact with western Muslims. – Tariq Ramadan • T hanks for time to be together, turkey, talk, and tangy weather. H for harvest stored away, home, and hearth, and holiday. A for autumn’s frosty art, and abundance in the heart. N for neighbors, and November, nice things, new things to remember. K for kitchen, kettles’ croon, kith and kin expected soon. S for sizzles, sights, and sounds, and something special that about. That spells THANKS for joy in living and a jolly good Thanksgiving. – Aileen Fisher • Thanksgiving day. Let us all give humble, hearty, and sincere thanks now, but the turkeys. – Mark Twain • Thanksgiving dinner’s sad and thankless. Christmas dinner’s dark and blue. When you stop and try to see it From the turkey’s point of view. Sunday dinner isn’t sunny. Easter feasts are just bad luck. When you see it from the viewpoint of a chicken or a duck. Oh how I once loved tuna salad Pork and lobsters, lamb chops too Till I stopped and looked at dinner From the dinner’s point of view. – Shel Silverstein • Thanksgiving dinner’s sad and thankless. Christmas dinner’s dark and blue. When you stop and try to see it From the turkey’s point of view. – Shel Silverstein • Thanksgiving is coming. I wonder what the holiday will be like at Dog the Bounty Hunter’s house—obviously, they’ll have a turkey with all-white meat. – Chelsea Handler • Thanksgiving is the day when you turn to another family member and say, ‘How long has Mom been drinking like this?’ My Mom, after six Bloody Marys looks at the turkey and goes, ‘Here, kitty, kitty.’ – David Letterman • That’s why our TVs are brimming with so much hot man-on-pan action. You can’t channel surf for long without seeing turkey getting stuffed over and over until they finally cut to the gravy shot. – Stephen Colbert • The army is making good advancement on daily basis against the terrorists. Of course, they still have the support of Turkey, Qatar, Saudi Arabia and some Western countries including the United States, but the only option that we have in that regard is to win. – Bashar al-Assad • The arrogance of the young is a direct result of not having known enough consequences. The turkey that every day greedily approaches the farmer who tosses him grain is not wrong. It is just that no one ever told him about Thanksgiving. – Harry Golden • The AXA and New York Life settlements are important building blocks not only toward seeking financial recovery for the losses resulting from the Armenian Genocide but also in our ultimate goal, which is for Turkey and the US to officially acknowledge the genocide. – Mark Geragos • The best way to thaw a frozen turkey? Blow in it’s ear. – Johnny Carson • The commerce of India does not grow, nor does that of Portugal, or of Turkey; that but that of the protected countries does increase, as has been shown in the case of Spain, and can now be shown in that of Germany. – Henry Charles Carey • The Dutch people want [refugees to be safe] but don’t come here. And don’t forget, people are very angry about that, that most of the people who came to Holland were younger people, often young men who crossed before coming to Holland six of seven safe countries in order to be in Holland. If they just wanted to be safe, they would have stopped at Turkey or maybe if you find Turkey unsafe, in Greece. – Geert Wilders • The Elephant Man claimed his head was big because, it’s so full of dreams. Actually, it’s because his skull was shaped like a turkey. – Dana Gould • The government favors the most diplomatic language. That’s why any letter to them should always start with, “Dear turkeys and foul maggots…” – Christopher Titus • The main thing is that Ataturk saw the desperate condition of the countries that had not had an industrial revolution. Ataturk saw where history was going. He really did in Turkey what we are all hoping somebody will do in [Islamic] countries where fundamentalists thrive, that they get somebody today that has the vision that Ataturk had in 1915. – Ahmet Ertegun • The man was reportedly allowed to bring the turkey onboard as a therapy pet because it was an emotional support animal. It’s so cute. It had one of those vests saying support animal, do not pet or baste. – Mike Pesca • The only thing I could think of was turkey neck and turkey gizzards and I felt very depressed. – Sylvia Plath • The past was a consumable, subject to the national preference for familiar products. And history, in America, is a dish best served plain. The first course could include a dollop of Italian in 1492, but not Spanish spice or French sauce or too much Indian corn. Nothing too filling or fancy ahead of the turkey and pumpkin pie, just the way Grandma used to cook it. – Tony Horwitz • The poet dreams of the classroom I dreamed I stood up in class And I said aloud: Teacher, Why is algebra important? Sit down, he said. Then I dreamed I stood up And I said: Teacher, I’m weary of the turkeys That we have to draw every fall. May I draw a fox instead? Sit down, he said. Then I dreamed I stood up once more and said: Teacher, My heart is falling asleep And it wants to wake up. It needs to be outside. Sit down, he said. – Mary Oliver • The recent past is full of diverse examples of writers – Mahfouz in Egypt, Pamuk in Turkey, and more interestingly, Pasternak in the Soviet Union – who have conducted their arguments with their societies and its political arrangements through their art in subtle, oblique ways. They didn’t always have the license to make bold pronouncements about freedom, democracy, Islam, and liberalism, but they exerted another kind of moral authority through their work. – Pankaj Mishra • The science is in: either we go cold turkey on our coal, oil, and gas addictions, or we risk raising the planet’s temperature to a level incompatible with the continued existence of civilization. – Richard Heinberg • The smartest thing I did was to stop going online. I’m the sort of person who will just look for the negative – Michael really can’t understand it, but that’s just the way I am. And with my bipolar thing, that’s poison. So I just stopped. Cold turkey. And it’s so liberating. – Catherine Zeta-Jones • The thing about Wes,” Delia said to me, unwrapping another package of turkey, “is that he thinks he can fix anything. And if he can’t fix it, he can at least do something with the pieces of what’s broken. – Sarah Dessen • The truth is the Super Bowl long ago became more than just a football game. It’s part of our culture, like turkey at Thanksgiving and lights at Christmas, and like those holidays – beyond their meaning – a factor in our economy. – Bob Schieffer • The turkey has a destiny which ends on San Martino’s day. – Waverley Root • The turkey’s eyes are such that he can see a bumblebee turn a somersault on the verge of the horizon. – Archibald Rutledge • The two of them went down in a heap, with not even a turkey to break their fall. – Eoin Colfer • There are many ways of giving thanks. Eating turkeys doesn’t have to be one of them. – Corey Feldman • There is really a je ne sais quoi about turkey cooking – the air of festivity, the family squabbles, the constant basting – that does not apply to the turkey breast, which is, really, a convenience of food… A turkey without seasonal angst is like a baseball game without a national anthem, a winter without snow, a birthday party without candles. – Laurie Colwin • There’s a turkey shortage. Are you aware of that fact? There’s also a gravy shortage. It’s up to $4 a gallon. Governor Chris Christie wants to build a gravy pipeline. – David Letterman • Think of the beginning of the story of the beginning of everything: Adam (without Eve and without divine guidance) names the animals. Continuing his work, we call stupid people bird-brained, cowardly people chickens, fools turkeys. Are these the best names we have to offer? If we can revise the notion of women coming from a rib, can’t we revise our categorizations of the animals that, draped with barbecue sauce, end up as the ribs on our dinner plates — or for that matter, the KFC in our hands? – Jonathan Safran Foer • This is my breakfast: Two poached eggs, turkey bacon, and a half avocado. The yolks in a poached egg are alkalizing. Avocados are a great source of fat and vitamin E; great for your skin. Its super light and not too heavy. Sometimes I like a little sweet as well, so I have a cup of plain yogurt with blueberries. – April Bowlby • To get to Earth from the edge of the solar system, depending on the time of year and the position of the planets, you need to pass through at least Poland, Prussia, and Turkey, and you’d probably get stamps in your passport from a few of the other great powers. Then as you get closer to the world, you arrive at a point, in the continually shifting carriage space over the countries, where this complexity has to give way or fail. And so you arrive in the blissful lubrication of neutral orbital territory. – Paul Cornell • To say, that Capt. Ingraham violated the rights of Turkey, is nonsense. – Gerrit Smith • Try this: say the words “global, global, global” aloud several times, as fast as you can. You’ll find yourself sounding like a turkey (“gobble, gobble, gobble”). – Jim Stanford • Turkey has a very young, dynamic, curious population. In Europe, Facebook and Twitter are mostly about sharing daily experiences while for Turkish people, social networks are political platforms. – Elif Safak • Turkey has its own interests and historically, Turkey conquered most of the Arab world, and the Arabs had to fight wars of liberation to free themselves from the Turks. That’s in the past and that doesn’t necessarily shape what is going on but it’s there and it’s there in people’s memories. – Samuel P. Huntington • Turkey has worked alongside its allies from the beginning. – Ahmet Davutoglu • Turkey is a European country, an Asian country, a Middle Eastern country, Balkan country, Caucasian country, neighbor to Africa, Black Sea country, Caspian Sea, all these. – Ahmet Davutoglu • Turkey is not a part of Europe and will never be part of Europe … The universal values which are in force in Europe, and which are fundamental values of Christianity, will lose vigor with the entry of a large Islamic country such as Turkey. – Herman Van Rompuy • Turkey is saying that it wants to preserve Sunni dominance in Mosul. Obviously, there, the Kurds, the Shia, the Iraqi government have their own agendas. – Patrick Cockburn • Turkey is taking advantage of the war in order to thoroughly liquidate its internal foes, i.e., the indigenous Christians, without being thereby disturbed by foreign intervention. – Talaat Pasha • Turkey is undoubtedly one of the best gifts that the New World has made to the Old. – Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin • Turkey is viewed as a very modern country and a great place to go and visit and yet Islamic as well. Iran is in some ways like that… with the difference that Iran is probably more influential than Turkey in affairs that are of interest to us. – Hooman Majd • Turkey will “inevitably” join the EU in our lifetime unless we vote to leave. – Michael Gove • Turkey, Australia, and Japan are three of my top destinations. – Rick Riordan • Turkey, Japan do great work because they can keep under control their little personal selfishness, egoism, jealousy, etc. when they get down to work. – Sri Aurobindo • Turkey, unlike chicken, has very elegant characteristics. It has more of a cache than chicken. Turkey is a delicacy, so it should be presented in such a way. – Todd English • Turkey: A large bird whose flesh, when eaten on certain religious anniversaries has the peculiar property of attesting piety and gratitude. – Ambrose Bierce • Turkeys are misunderstood. Once I adopted turkeys, I understood this large bird to be a great companion. – Linda Blair • Turkey’s great if you’re one of those people who can’t sleep on planes because when the tryptophan kicks in, it’s no problem. – Mike Pesca • Turkey’s NATO membership is one thing that is forestalling the worst-case scenario – open conflict between Russia and Turkey – because neither Moscow nor the West wants a Russian NATO conflict to erupt. – Peter Kenyon • Turkey’s true master is the peasant. – Mustafa Kemal Ataturk • Turkeys, quails, and small birds, are here to be seen; but birds are not numerous in desart forests; they draw near to the habitations of men, as I have constantly observed in all my travels. – William Bartram • Turning away Turkey from the EU would be a great, long-term – a century-long – error by Europe. – William Hague • Ultimately, the roast turkey must be regarded as a monument to Boomer’s love. – Tom Robbins • Under a cold turkey strategy, at each policy meeting the Federal Open Market Committee would make its best guess about where it ultimately wants the funds rate to be and would move to that rate in a single step. – Ben Bernanke • Unless you’re living on the street and surviving on a diet of discarded turkey drumsticks, there’s no point in being gloomy. We’ve spent too long trying to cheer ourselves up by spending money on brightly coloured things we don’t really need. We’ve stopped using our imaginations. – Jarvis Cocker • Wake up now, look alive, for here is a day off work just to praise Creation: the turkey, the squash, and the corn, these things that ate and drank sunshine, grass, mud, and rain, and then in the shortening days laid down their lives for our welfare and onward resolve. There’s the miracle for you, the absolute sacrifice that still holds back seed: a germ of promise to do the whole thing again, another time. . . Thanksgiving is Creation’s birthday party. Praise harvest, a pause and sigh on the breath of immortality. – Barbara Kingsolver • We are confident that the normalization of Armenia-Turkey relations can become the greatest input of the recent decades in achieving peace and stability in the South Caucasus. With this vision, we have agreed to move forward without any preconditions, not making our relations contingent upon Turkey’s recognition of the Armenian Genocide. However, if, as many suspect, it is proven that Turkey’s goal is to protract, rather than to normalize relations, we will have to discontinue the process. – Serzh Sargsyan • We are not denying that Turkey has a right to defend itself from extremists but some of its actions are not serving any democratic purpose in Turkey or in Iraq. This will not benefit the relations between the two countries. – Jalal Talabani • We are seeing reports that NATO’s sending early warning radar planes and German military personnel to Turkey. That might reduce the chances of another incident like this jet shoot down. And obviously both NATO and the U.S. are pressing their ally Turkey to urgently deescalate the situation. – Peter Kenyon • We are seeing with great grief that America remains quiet as Turkey struggles against terrorism. Because there were promises given to us, and they need to be kept. If not, we can take care of our own business. – Recep Tayyip Erdogan • We have a small, tight family. I left home at a young age and the best thing for me was to go home at Christmas-time and spend time with my family and friends. It’s kind of funny, most people do turkey and all the trimmings, but we would have a big seafood festival because it’s the only time of the year that we’d eat it. We never really went caroling, but once in a while we’d got out for a sleigh ride – Jimmy Roy • We would also lean on Turkey to ensure that it closes its border to the movement of jihadi groups. – Jill Stein • Well the most likely emerging countries are Japan, Turkey, and Poland. So I would say Eastern Europe, the Middle East and a maritime war by Japan with the United States enjoying its own pleasures. – George Friedman • Well, after I had the heart attack, it was a very simple choice. What the doctor told me I did and I did it religiously. I ate nothing but lean turkey breast or chicken breast or a piece of fish that was very lean. I mean I stayed away from everything. – Mike Ditka • We’re having a traditional Thanksgiving – turkey, mashed potatoes, hat buckles, smallpox, genocide, a blue corn moon, etc. – Bo Burnham • We’re having something a little different this year for Thanksgiving. Instead of a turkey, we’re having a swan. You get more stuffing – George Carlin • We’ve turned off all the lights in the living room to make hand shadows. We’ve got this big flashlight aimed at the wall. I make the silhouette of my hand into a duck. Robin makes his into a rabbit. Now my duck kisses his rabbit And-POOF!- it turns into a turkey. And for some reason this strikes us as hysterically funny. But you probably had to be there. – Sonya Sones • What if people really did that – sent their love through the mail to get rid of it? What would it be that they sent? A box of chocolates with centers like the yolks of turkey eggs. A mud doll with hollow eye sockets. A heap of roses slightly more fragrant than rotten. A package wrapped in bloody newspaper that nobody would want to open. – Alice Munro • What is a turducken? An exclusive culinary creation available by special order from some little Cajun town down south. Entirely deboned, a turducken consists of a turkey, stuffed with duck, stuffed with a chicken, like an edible Russian nesting doll. Some were stuffed with alligator, crap, shrimp; my favorite was the traditional cornbread variety. – S.A. Bodeen • What is sauce for the goose may be sauce for the gander, but it is not necessarily sauce for the chicken, the duck, the turkey or the Guinea hen. – Alice B. Toklas • What life and death may be to a turkey is not my business; but the soul of Scrooge and the body of Cratchit are my business. – Gilbert K. Chesterton • What we’re really talking about is a wonderful day set aside on the fourth Thursday of November when no one diets. I mean, why else would they call it Thanksgiving? – Erma Bombeck • When England go to Turkey there could be fatalities – or even worse, injuries. – Phil Neal • When I did the cover of ‘Cosmo International,’ Turkey picked it up and I got a lot of backlash for it. – Khloe Kardashian • When I had to say something that I didn’t like to Turkey, but of which I was sure, I said it, with the consequences that you all know [Editor’s note: a reference to his comments on the Armenian Genocide]. I said these words … I was sure – Pope Francis • When I lose my marbles which is never, when I lose my energy, I travel the world today for Viacom, China, Turkey, Dubai, Kuwait. When that happens, I’ll know enough to retire, but that’s never gonna happen. I’m here for forever. – Sumner Redstone • When I was 9 or 10 years old, my dad took me over to a neighboring farm to help get stuff for the meal. The farmer, Vic, told me to look at all the turkeys and pick one out. I saw a cute one with a silly walk and cried, ‘Him!’ Before my pointing finger had even dropped to my side, Vic had grabbed the turkey by the neck and slit [the animal’s] throat. Blood and feathers went flying. I had sentenced that turkey to death! Up until then, I didn’t know where meat came from—and I’ve been a vegetarian ever since. – Sarah Silverman • When I was a kid in Indiana, we thought it would be fun to get a turkey a year ahead of time and feed it and so on for the following Thanksgiving. But by the time Thanksgiving came around, we sort of thought of the turkey as a pet, so we ate the dog. Only kidding. It was the cat! – David Letterman • When Manuel Valls says there’s nothing to understand because “understanding is justifying,” he echoes back to Georges W Bush’s logic in 2001. When François Hollande says “they are attacking us because of who we are,” what does it say about victims in Mali, Baghdad, Ivory Coast or Turkey? – Tariq Ramadan • When Turkey buys Iranian oil, we pay for it in Turkish lira… However, it is not possible for Iran to take that money as dollars into its own country due to international restrictions, the U.S.A.s sanctions. Therefore, when Iran cannot take this money back as currency, they withdraw Turkish lira and buy gold from our market. – Ali Babacan • When turkeys mate they think of swans. – Johnny Carson • When you look at belief in such things – as do you go to heaven, is there a devil – we have more in common with (Muslin countries) Turkey and Iran and Syria than we do with European nations and Canada and nations that, yes, I would consider more enlightened that us. – Bill Maher • Why do I have to do this?” Gator demanded. Cuz you’re such a pretty boy. Our photographer isn’t going to fall for one of us as the tied up model,” Nico pointed out. Dumbest plan you’ve ever come up with,” Gator rumbled. “Offering myself all trussed up like a Christmas turkey to a serial killer who likes to torture people isn’t too smart. – Christine Feehan • Without the Turkey agreement, tens of thousands of refugees would still be stuck in Greece. The Commission presented proposals for securing Europe’s external borders early on, but they languished in the Council for months. As you can see, the Commission isn’t asleep. Oftentimes it has to wake up the others. – Jean-Claude Juncker • Words are heavy in Turkey, and every writer, every poet and every journalist knows that, because of a word, because of a sentence, because of a tweet or even a retweet, you can be sued, you can be demonized by the media and you can even land in prison. – Elif Safak • You can call your turkey organic and torture it daily. – Jonathan Safran Foer • You cannot soar with the eagles as long as you hang out with the turkeys. – Joel Osteen • You cannot transpose the U.S. system on Turkey, and the Turkish system on France etc. You have to understand the people and their culture. That’s leadership. – Hamad bin Isa Al Khalifa • You first parents of the human race…who ruined yourself for an apple, what might you have done for a truffled turkey? – Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin • You know, I don’t really understand a suburban environment. I want to be out in the woods, I want to be where it’s wild, I want to wake up and hear birds, I want to walk outside and see a gaggle of turkeys bouncing across my lawn – I want to be someplace like that – or I want to be right in the middle of an urban environment. – Karen Allen • You think you have a handle on God, the Universe, and the Great White Light until you go home for Thanksgiving. In an hour, you realize how far you’ve got to go and who is the real turkey. – Shirley MacLaine • Your choice of people to associate with, both personally and business-wise, is one of the most important choices you make. If you associate with turkeys, you will never fly with the eagles. – Brian Tracy

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