Wednesday, November 23, 2011

West Chester Blogger Shares Thanksgiving Tradition. Bobo The Clown.



I love traditions. I'd like to share a bit of my Thanksgiving tradition with you the reader. Above is a picture of last year's Thanksgiving. The day before actually. That's Charles the Turkey.

Look at him go!

We like to cage the bird and pamper him for a few hours before....well...you know.

So we give him special treats, sing traditional Pilgimy sounding songs, dance around his cage and taunt him playfully with sticks.

Then, it's time for Bobo the clown to begin his slaying. So he slowly circles the cage. The bird senses something is wrong. And starts darting all over the cage. During this all the kids pull a feather from the Negro Indian head (total fucking heirloom and valuable as shit) and hand their feather to Bobo.

Bobo picks the smallest feather and the child that gave him that feather gets to hold the gobbler to the stump while Bobo chops his head off.

We then give the turkey to Nana who defeathers it and cleans it.

What traditions do YOU guys have?

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

Booze. Lots and lots of booze.

Dr Zibbs said...

Bobo gets super drunk too!! We practically have the same tradition!

Unknown said...

In my house, if folks are lucky enough to see their 80th or more Thanksgiving? We measure their neck waddlers. Winner gets an extra squirt of cholesterol laden Redi-Whip.

And booze.

Dr Zibbs said...

Trina - Oh my God. HAHAHAHAHA!!!

Kristen said...

Um, why do you call Mickey Mouse Bobo? Do you only do that on Thanksgiving?

Dr Zibbs said...

Kristen - The bottom of the costume is Mickey but the top is all Bobo.

Anonymous said...

I just about lost my shit reading Trina's comment! BWAHAHAHAHA!

Lil' Nigglet said...

Uh...WHAT kinda of indian head did yoo call that again ?/??

Dr Zibbs said...

Lil' Nigglet - that would be the Negroe In.....WAIT A MINUTE!

sybil law said...

Drink. Drink. Drink. Stab someone with a fork. Drink. Go home, thankful for some stuff.

Pearl said...

Cook. Drink. Eat. Lay down. Raid fridge for leftovers. Lay down.

Pearl

Dominica said...

4PM gin 'o clock - 365 days a year, except for 2012 ; then we add an extra day in February

Dr Zibbs said...

All good plans.