Already here I wish to say that if this in anyways hurts your (feelings or something else) I'm sorry.
VEGAS TURKEY:
The turkey was watching, what the farmer was doing, with awe. The farmer had in his hands a silver colored object with a sharp blade. The turkey looked as the farmer bent down upon him.
"Bokaa!" Screeched the turkey as the farmers hand came down with a bang.
The farmer swore and tried to hit the turkey again with his big silver axe. But the turkey was gone. It had escaped through the open gate. The farmer sweared and ran inside his small hut of a house, to get his rifle. But when he got out it was too late, the turkey was gone.
The turkey was running on something black and hard. It had for some odd reason white stripes on it. The turkey suddenly heard a sound. A great metallic beast was roaring the turkeys way. The turkey jumped. It landed on the car's roof. It took a better position, relieved itself, and enjoyed the ride.
It slept.
When the turkey woke up it was still on the car, the turkey took this as a good omen. Also the turkey was surrounded by big shiny lights and the normal hubbub of people. The next time the car stopped the turkey jumped off, leaving a white, semi dry, spot on the place where it had sat on the car.
The turkey wobbled around the town until it met a dog.
"Excuse me." The turkey said
"Yes" answered the dog from the depths of a garbage can.
"What is this place?" asked the turkey. The dog lifted its head from the can and looked at who it was speaking to.
"Your not from around here, are you." Stated the dog
The turkey shook its head "No. I'm from the country side." It answered
The dog looked at the turkey for a while and then said in a praising tone of voice "Well this is the king of the cities, the best of the best, the banana on a rotten banana split." At the banana split part the dog licked its lips (Well what ever it has on the spot of lips anyway). The dog held a brief brake here "This is Las Vegas!" it stated in a loud voice "And my name is Hound. What about your name, country boy?" Hound asked
"Well I come from Salt lake city. And my name is Dick..." Dick said in a joyful tone.
It took the dog a while to ponder upon the situation.
"Follow." said Hound, and Dick followed.
"First you should consider changing your name. Before you ask why it is because: I'm already having trouble taking you seriously because you're a turkey, but it is impossible for me to take you seriously when your name is Dick..."
"Secondly" Hound continued "Do you know how to play poker?"
"No." Dick answered
"Then we must teach you how."
AFTER 48 H
"Does anyone raise? Tom, Sidney, Dick.... Hound?"
The turkey threw in two more rotten eggs, the cat besides him (named Tom by the way) threw in some more fish guts.
They were in an old cellar under an Italian restaurant,
"Show your cards people." Said Hound
The turkey showed his cards... He ad a straight, Tom showed his cards, he only had two pairs.
"Gimme the load piggy bank." Demanded Dick.
"Dick. I would rather like it if you called me by my real name, not piggy bank." Said a small pig in the corner of the table "My name is My name is Cornelius B. Ounsy Piggington, please do respect that."
Dick seamed unconcerned and Cornelius let out a sigh.
Hound spoke to Dick "Now Dick, you have mastered poker, Hold 'em and Blackjack. It is time to you to choose your casino."
"You know where I want to go... The La grande Casino." Dick said the obvious.
When the turkey and the dog arrived to the La grande casino, people looked with awe as they walked (Well Dick wobbled) to the Hold 'em table, won some money and left. Dick started coming to the Casino every Saturday.
This is how the legend of the Vegas turkey... Also known as "Dick." was born, it is still debated if if Dick's Never ending wining streak is just a commercial that the casino is putting up, or is it just luck on the turkeys side.
