When I was a kid, I spent a lot of time at my grandparents' dairy. In addition to the usual cows and pigs and horses and such, there were also some turkeys. During a rain storm one of us would have to periodically go out to the pen and make sure that they weren't piling on each other against the fence, and crushing the ones at the bottom of the pile. Turkeys are very dumb animals. There's not a lot you can do with them, besides basting and roasting them for several hours to delicious perfection.
Paula Abdul would probably be more difficult to get away from the fence of death in the rain storm, but at least she's already basted.
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