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John Madden sampled the hybrid meat creatively deemed turducken in the food trailer prior to the annual Thanksgiving football contest he was about to announce. The turducken had not been properly basted (or cooked) as of yet, but it bothered Madden very little, if at all. In fact, Madden relished the idea that he was consuming the meat before anyone was supposed to have laid eyes on the bird(s). The torpor that characterized Madden's chewing motion did nothing to minimize the enjoyment he experienced.
A leaden brow prevented his beady eyes from clearly seeing the food before him, but taste was the most critical sensation in this circumstance. Or was it? Madden was actually chewing a weathered football. No matter - it tasted quite good. He mistook the laces for gristle, which suited him just fine.
The cooks weren't chuckling to themselves anymore. They thought he would stop with the first or second bite. Madden's greasy digits reached for the spent athletic supporter resting on the edge of the table, etc.
Date Written: March 09, 2005
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