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The funny part about the turkeys is the guy thinking a BB gun would hurt them and that he would probably only have to go out to his truck in the parking lot/garage to get said gun.
Why didn't the turkeys say "gobble, gobble," and how was he hearing the outside turkeys inside the office? I don't know*.
*I do know that actual turkeys don't make a *gobble, gobble* sound, but I like to stereotype them.
You've obviously never worked in an office near a man made pond that had 30 or so (I can't count them when they're constantly moving) turkeys milling about. Fun fact: If there is no male turkey in a flock, the dominant female will become a male. Gross, no?
As for the BB gun thing, I'm more or less amused that a 26 year old man would try to attack a flock of turkeys with none other than a BB gun. He must never have had a childhood. And his father owns the place, so there's no telling what may be lying somewhere in the office that is his... they have parties there on the weekends.
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Mediocrity at its most average.
