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Happy Thanksgiving to all my friends in the GTC community.

Turkey Riddles

Why do turkeys gobble?
Because they never learned table manners!

What kind of key has legs and can’t open doors?
A Turkey!

How can you send a turkey through the post office?
Bird class mail!

What happened when the turkey got into a fight?
He got the stuffing knocked out of him!

Why did the turkey cross the road?
Because the chicken got Thanksgiving off!

Why did the band hire a turkey as a drummer?
Because he had the drumsticks!

Thanksgiving Riddles

If April showers bring May flowers, what do May flowers bring?
Pilgrims!

What sound does a space turkey make?
Hubble, Hubble, Hubble!

How do you make gold soup?
Throw in fourteen carrots!

What’s a Pilgrim’s favorite kind of music?
Plymouth Rock!

What do you call a 500-pound turkey?
Sir!


Replies:

Posted by: getagrip on November 27, 2013, 5:17 pm

😀 😆

So Skinny, you are now trying to be Turkey Youngman?

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Enjoy and be safe!

Posted by: Mr Finesse on November 27, 2013, 7:49 pm

John, Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family. I will always consider a close friend and I appreciate all the info and expertise you share here on our GTC site.

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone on the GTC site and I am looking forward to a great 2014 for GTC next year.

Posted by: Finisher on November 27, 2013, 8:24 pm

Happy Thanksgiving to ALL .
Good Rolling.

Posted by: Timmer on November 27, 2013, 10:22 pm

Back atcha’ my friend…

I heard you’re playing in the lounge all week… 😉

😎 😎 😎

Posted by: GameDay on November 28, 2013, 12:12 am

To all the nice people I have met over the years with GTC….Happy Thanksgiving. The comraderie of the GTC team, the philosophy of being nice, even in the face of adversity, are great concepts…. I thought I would share a story that was sent to me today in an email. I thought it was a great read. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did:

IT DON’T COST NUTTIN TO BE NICE………..DID YOU KNOW………….
· It don’t cost nuthin’ to be nice– Coach Paul "Bear" Bryant

At a Touchdown Club meeting many years ago, Coach Paul "Bear" Bryant told the following story:

I had just been named the new head coach at Alabama and was off in my old car down in South Alabama
· recruiting a prospect who was supposed to have been a pretty good player, and I was having trouble finding the place.

Getting hungry, I spied an old cinderblock building with a small sign out front that simply said, "Restaurant."
· I pull up, go in, and every head in the place turns to stare at me. Seems I’m the only white fella in the place.

But the food smelled good, so I skip a table and go up to a cement bar and sit.

A big ole man in a tee shirt and cap comes over and says, "What do you need?"

I told him I needed lunch and what did they have today?

He says, "You probably won’t like it here. Today we’re having chitlins, collard greens and black-eyed peas with cornbread.
I’ll bet you don’t even know what chitlins are, do you?"

I looked him square in the eye and said, "I’m from Arkansas, and I’ve probably eaten a mile of them. Sounds like I’m in the right place."

They all smiled as he left to serve me up a big plate. When he comes back he says, "You ain’t from around here then?"

I explain I’m the new football coach up in Tuscaloosa at the University and I’m here to find whatever that boy’s name was,
and he says, "Yeah I’ve heard of him, he’s supposed to be pretty good." And he gives me directions to the school so I can meet him and his coach.

As I’m paying up to leave, I remember my manners and leave a tip, not too big to be flashy, but a good one, and he told me lunch was on him,
but I told him for a lunch that good, I felt I should pay. The big man asked me if I had a photograph or something he could hang up to show I’d
been there.

I was so new that I didn’t have any yet. It really wasn’t that big a thing back then to be asked for, but I took a napkin and wrote his name and
address on it and told him I’d get him one.

I met the kid I was looking for later that afternoon and I don’t remember his name, but do remember I didn’t think much of him when I met him.

I had wasted a day, or so I thought. When I got back to Tuscaloosa late that night, I took that napkin from my shirt pocket and put it under my
keys so I wouldn’t forget it. Back then I was excited that anybody would want a picture of me. The next day we found a picture and I wrote on it,
"Thanks for the best lunch I’ve ever had."

Now let’s go a whole buncha years down the road. Now we have black players at Alabama and I’m back down in that part of the country scouting
an offensive lineman we sure needed. Y’all remember (and I forget the name, but it’s not important to the story), well anyway, he’s got two friends
going to Auburn and he tells me he’s got his heart set on Auburn too, so I leave empty handed and go on to see some others while I’m down there.

Two days later, I’m in my office in Tuscaloosa and the phone rings and it’s this kid who just turned me down, and he says,
"Coach, do you still want me at Alabama ?"

And I said, "Yes I sure do." And he says OK, he’ll come.

And I say, "Well son, what changed your mind?"

And he said, "When my grandpa found out that I had a chance to play for you and said no, he pitched a fit and told me I wasn’t going nowhere
but Alabama, and wasn’t playing for nobody but you. He thinks a lot of you and has ever since y’all met."

Well, I didn’t know his granddad from Adam’s housecat so I asked him who his granddaddy was and he said,
"You probably don’t remember him, but you ate in his restaurant your first year at Alabama and you sent him a picture that he’s had hung in that
place ever since. That picture’s his pride and joy and he still tells everybody about the day that Bear Bryant came in and had chitlins with him…"

"My grandpa said that when you left there, he never expected you to remember him or to send him that picture, but you kept your word to him
and to Grandpa, that’s everything. He said you could teach me more than football and I had to play for a man like you, so I guess I’m going to."

I was floored. But I learned that the lessons my mama taught me were always right. It don’t cost nuthin’ to be nice.
It don’t cost nuthin’ to do the right thing most of the time, and it costs a lot to lose your good name by breaking your word to someone.

When I went back to sign that boy, I looked up his Grandpa and he’s still running that place, but it looks a lot better now. And he didn’t have
chitlins that day, but he had some ribs that would make Dreamland proud. I made sure I posed for a lot of pictures; and don’t think I didn’t leave
some new ones for him, too, along with a signed football.

I made it clear to all my assistants to keep this story and these lessons in mind when they’re out on the road.
If you remember anything else from me, remember this. It really doesn’t cost anything to be nice, and the rewards can be unimaginable.

Coach Bryant was in the presence of those few gentlemen for only minutes, and he defined himself for life.
Regardless of our profession, we do define ourselves by how we treat others, and how we behave in the presence of others, and most of the time, we have only minutes or seconds to leave a lasting impression. We can be rude, crude, arrogant, cantankerous, or we can be nice. Nice is always a better choice.

"I expect to pass through the world but once. Any good therefore that I can do, or any kindness I can show to any creature, let me do it now. Let me not defer it, for I shall not pass this way again.”

God Bless America!

Posted by: Eagle Eye on November 28, 2013, 1:58 am

Happy Thanksgiving to all the GTCers and their family’s. I am thankful for living in greatest country in the world. May everyone lighten up and laugh this season.
Why are you here and what gifts do you have? Everyone has greatness within themselves. Start showing it! 🙂

Posted by: TP1 on November 28, 2013, 2:49 am

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone in the GTC Community!

I am thankful for the skills and lessons learned from all of the GTC instructors, and I am also thankful for the great friends that I have met and joined at the tables!

I am also thankful that my wife allowed my to haul a 14′ table into the basement!

Good Rolling!