Thanksgiving Day was approaching and the family had received a Thanksgiving card with a painting of a pilgrim family on their way to church. 

Grandma showed the card to her small grandchildren, observing: “The Pilgrim children liked to go to church with their mothers and fathers.” 

“Oh yeah?” her young grandson replied, “So why is their dad carrying that rifle?”

One Liner

If I were a turkey, I’d be doing everything I could to taste terrible right now.