For a number of years, I was the academic scholarship chairman for our local NWTF chapter here in Jackson. I loved awarding these bright young high school graduates at their awards ceremonies. One year, this particular high school had their ceremony at the local performing music theater in Jackson. On the stage, I gave my usual spiel and announced the winner. He happened to be sitting right in the middle of the row of seats, so it took him a little while to make his way to the stage. While I was standing there, leaning on the podium, someone in the audience started yelping. Without a moments thought, I broke into a loud double gobble right back at them. The place went to pieces.
What would you expect from a turkey hunter?
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