So you're wondering why we're called the Turkey Farm... My Grandma East Texas used to say that she lived at the Ginger Bread Farm. I always loved the way they had named their home. We lovingly call each other turkeys all the time, and so we are the Turkey Farm.
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did a kid really say that? And why is there a booger on the milk?
yes. Parker asked me that in all seriousness. After I looked at it, I could only laugh hysterically and tell him I had no idea.
{I think it's supposed to be an oak tree.)
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