Citizen complaint of the day: Giant turkey menaces Hyde Park street
By adamg on Sat, 01/30/2021 - 3:16pm
A worried citizen files a 311 complaint about a turkey of unusual size ruling the roost on Bradlee Street in Hyde Park:
There is a giant Turkey that comes out everyday and harasses people as they are driving up the street and then chases the cars - he runs after people walking up the street as well - he can usually be found between 34 and 48 Bradlee st
That's about a half mile from where a terror tom drew blood last fall; unclear if we're talking about the same bird or if Hyde Park turkeys have been trading tips with their Brookline cousins.
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Wow, the photo looks like a
Wow, the photo looks like a Tiananmen Square moment.
I like to think ...
The photographer was hiding behind some window treatments to take that shot, in the hopes the vicious dinosaur descendant wouldn't see them and launch an attack.
He looks like he's wearing a raincoat
Is he running after pedestrians in order to expose himself to them? Is this a flasher-turkey? The horror, the horror.
Sim. TLF
Testifying. Whose streets. Our streets.
No Geese.
The indigenous birds
want their land back.
Is this definitely a male turkey?
Because if it were a female, it should be named "Mrs. B."
It looks unusually large
It looks unusually large because it's trying to stay warm. It's probably pissed off because it needs to find food to survive in such weather. Reporting to 311 is like talking to a wall at this point. Bring a bag of birdseed or bread and throw it away from your car next time you have to leave your house. If you are cash poor like the rest of us who are food insecure during Covid , then run like hell into your car. Or sell the car and bow down to the MBTA like the rest of us bitches.
Word of advice: never turn
Word of advice: never turn your back on a turkey. No lie.
Never turn your back on
Never turn your back on anything.
Wall joke
This reminds me of one of my favorite jokes.
A journalist assigned to the Jerusalem bureau has an apartment overlooking the
Western Wall. Every day when she looks out she sees an old bearded Jewish man
praying vigorously. Certain he would be a good interview subject, the journalist goes
down to the Wall, and introduces herself to the old man.
She asks, "You come every day to the Wall. Sir, how long have you done that and what
are you praying for?"
The old man replies, "I have come here to pray every day for 25 years. In the morning I
pray for world peace and for the brotherhood of man. I go home have a cup of tea, and
I come back and pray for the eradication of illness and disease from the earth. And
very, very important, I pray for peace and understanding between the Israelis and
Palestinians."
The journalist is impressed. "How does it make you feel to come here every day for 25
years and pray for these wonderful things?" she asks.
The old man replies, calmly, "Like I'm talking to a wall."
I'm so used to turkeys. I
I'm so used to turkeys. I live near Forest Hills Cemetery. They never bothered me. I swear these summuvahbitches don't like cars and other shiny objects. I'm on foot.
I live in the burbs and have
I live in the burbs and have about 10 of these guys visit my yard on a regular basis. Its pretty wild to watch them fly into trees.