Well, there you have it. I wait months and months to satisfy my chronic turkey-stuffing-potato-turnip-cranberry-pumpkin pie craving, only to have it unleash a world of fury on my physiological system. The feud between the Thanksgiving dinner and my gall bladder dates back several generations -back to the first Thanksgiving, in fact. Hey, the story of the first Thanksgiving has been so bastardized by North American text books, my little addition will go practically unnoticed, I'm sure.
Anyway, let's just say that every time I eat a turkey dinner, bets are laid as to which powerhouse entity will win -the poultry or the gall bladder. Each puts up a pretty good fight, but ultimately, there can only be one victor. I believe Pay Per View has signed on for the exclusive rights to show this year's cage-match between my "bile-driving" (get it? Pile-driving?) gall bladder and the "sleeper hold" maneuvering poultry. Why can't we all just get along?
2 comments:
ew.
(I do sympathize, however)
JS
Such a battle! Perhaps a way around this problem would be to remove one of the evils from your life? I would put my money on removing the organ ... I mean a gall bladder is overrated anyway! Without this organ in the way think of all the wonderful turkey dinners you could have at any time of the year. Just a thought!
KB
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