Bob

Look at me.

It's fine.

It's horrifying.

I should be put away at some point.

Gobbler what?

I was pulling into Foster Plaza yesterday, and there's this couple turkeys, two turkeys.

Everybody goes out of their way to let the nice turkeys go by, but then Thanksgiving comes, and we chop their heads off, right?

It tastes good.

limits all of a sudden they are mean those turkeys will come at you they will search you out don't ever go after five cars making way for the turkeys like we care about turkeys what are you supposed to do run them over you're not gonna eat them i mean not run i just found it interesting an interesting juxtaposition of yesterday compared to the days leading up to thanksgiving can you do a turkey gobbler bob can i yeah give it a shot no he just did the noise oh no i can't do that

That was limits.

You're frightened of everything.

I'm not going out to face a turkey.

Yes.

I was just going to say, I'm so obsessed with this sport that in Florida, I swear to God, as far as me to you, I had a shot down by the water, and I didn't want to cheat, and there was an alligator right there.

Right there.

And I went down.

I said, I just want to hit a good shot.

I don't care if I get killed by an alligator.

Bob, that's what you've done to me with golf.

Yeah.