Sunday, January 20, 2008

She doesn't have a no-touch clause.

I received the best voice mail ever last night. It came from Whitney! who has been a vegetarian for a number of years I could guess but will likely embellish.

You have one unheard message. First unheard message sent yesterday at 11:58 pm.
"Hey. So you're either asleep or out partying [asleep] but if you get this message before, I don't know 2:00 am, I was wondering if you could call me and and tell me what a giblet is. Because I've been sitting here with my hand inside this thawed turkey for about a half an hour trying to figure out what I can pull out of it. Anyways, if you could give me a call, that'd be super. Bye!"

If you cannot see them for your self, here are the 3 best things about this voice mail:
  1. Whitney!, alone in her house with her hand up a turkey's rump for a half an hour, with expectations to continue for the next two hours.
  2. The complete nonchalance of giblet hunting at midnight.
  3. I must know what a giblet is.

1 comment:

whitney! said...

ahhhhh hahahaha ... yes, in case you're wondering 'giblets' are the neck, heart, liver, and many other disgusting parts of a turkey. I eventually pulled the neck out of the butt end, and the head(less) end had a little bag labeled 'giblets'. who knew!? it took me until 1:30 to figure that out though... and then I had to scrub [waldo] down with salt and put him in a brine. It really took the better part of my weekend, but it was a great accomplishment feeling!