Succulent oven roasted once frozen shiver me timbers tom turkey, light as a feather, but not stiff as a board bashful bread stuffing with chopped, as in off with their heads apple bits, stiff upper lip choked to death celery remains, curmudgeonly currants mixed up with a batty bit of butter. And bashed up fluffy as an angels furry head, white as a specter, creamed possum potatoes with good golly but not miss Molly gaelic garlic. Open hearth flippant french man's bread. Crying, dying to tryin' cranky cranberry, all sliced up nicely.