People who spell the following word incorrectly:

imbecile

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Wednesday evening, on one last jaunt to the grocery store, I came across in line behind me a trio of fairly-young people who were obviously getting ready to make their very first Thanksgiving feast. Exciting, no?

I say "obviously getting ready to make their very first Thanksgiving feast" because they had the turkey on the counter in front of them...all 15 pounds or so of it...a whole frozen turkey.

I was quietly giggling under my breath for about thirty seconds before I took pity and decided to clue them in and let them know that unless they plan to cook that turkey right smack dab on top of a nuclear reactor and that reactor happens to be leaking more that just a little bit, there was no way in hell that turkey was going to be ready to eat before say Christmas.

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