Coooomfort Turkey

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  1. Ya sure that’s not Bernie Sanders?

    Comment by Fawkes News (Barack Lies Matter) — January 15, 2016 @ 9:34 am

  2. Uproariously hilarious perfect metaphor.
    LMAO!!!!!!

    ( I don’t fly :)

    Comment by SondraK, Queen of SondraKistan — January 15, 2016 @ 9:35 am

  3. “That’s a full-growed, wild Tom Turkey. You know how strong they are?”

    Well, the smell is fowl.

    Comment by Another Bob — January 15, 2016 @ 9:46 am

  4. That’s it. I’m getting a service Kangaroo.
    It’s getting quite stressful trying to fit all my weapons into a purse.

    Comment by SondraK, Queen of SondraKistan — January 15, 2016 @ 10:03 am

  5. ^Sondra… fit all my weapons…
    If the service kangaroo isn’t frisked or xrayed, then I want to travel with you.

    I was just thinking, if somebody’s psyche is so fragile or fucked up to need a “comfort animal”*spit*, I’d probably rather travel with the animal than the person.
    I call utter bullshit on the whole thing. Airlines should tell those snowflakes to crawl back into their “safe space”*spit*.

    Comment by dick, not quite dead white guy — January 15, 2016 @ 10:15 am

  6. Gives “cattle class” a new meaning (okay, old meaning).

    Comment by DougM (quiet, keeps to himself, kind of a loner, nobody thought he’d do anything like this) — January 15, 2016 @ 10:48 am

  7. (Obligatory “Wild Turkey is my comfort beverage” comment.)

    Comment by rickn8or — January 15, 2016 @ 10:56 am

  8. ^ I definitely prefer Wild Turkey to Southern Comfort.

    Comment by Fawkes News (Barack Lies Matter) — January 15, 2016 @ 11:10 am

  9. Flew home for Thanksgiving. Brought the comfort turkey. Turkey only needed a one way ticket.
    Brought the comfort hog along for Christmas. Needed a two way ticket for the hog. (You don’t eat a hog that good all at once.)

    Comment by Nomen Nescio — January 15, 2016 @ 11:19 am

  10. I’ve had to sit beside a buffalo now and then.

    Comment by staghounds — January 15, 2016 @ 11:53 am

  11. Shut it the heck up or it’s comfort food!

    Did it go through the x-ray machine?
    Can you order a special meal for it?
    Can a comfort animal bring along its own comfort animal?
    How do they know that this guy isn’t smuggling turkeys?*
    __________
    * Ref joke:
    Guy rides a bicycle carrying a basket of food across the border every day for months, and every day the border guards search him.
    Eventually one of the border guards gets frustrated enough to say, “Look, we know you’re smuggling something, but we can’t figure out what it is. We’ll let you off, if you tell us what it is.”
    His answer: “Bicycles.”

    Comment by DougM (quiet, keeps to himself, kind of a loner, nobody thought he’d do anything like this) — January 15, 2016 @ 1:14 pm

  12. Well now – it seems like the fella on the famous WKRP episode about Thanksgiving was indeed correct, as the FAA is our witness, turkeys can fly.

    Comment by Guaman — January 15, 2016 @ 1:49 pm

  13. ^ Dammit!!!!!!!

    Comment by DougM (quiet, keeps to himself, kind of a loner, nobody thought he’d do anything like this) — January 15, 2016 @ 2:35 pm

  14. In Jolly Ol’ England, a Muslim woman got on a bus with her “service animal”: a Shetland pony. Dogs are tabooo, don’t ya know.

    Comment by ZZMike — January 15, 2016 @ 8:28 pm

  15. Meanwhile on US Air-

    http://www.zdnet.com/article/us-airways-responds-to-social-media-attacks-after-blind-man-and-dog-removed-from-flight/

    Comment by staghounds — January 15, 2016 @ 8:45 pm

  16. And how about if I’m deathly afraid of turkeys? Does my emotional discomfort trump turkeyman’s emotional comfort?

    Comment by OldFert — January 16, 2016 @ 10:06 am

  17. OldFert : It’s OK – dindephobia is a defined ailment treatable with Obamacare.

    Comment by ZZMike — January 16, 2016 @ 7:14 pm

  18. “Whadda ya mean, no service Wolverines?”

    Comment by mojo — January 17, 2016 @ 10:50 am

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