I have never eaten turducken for exactly the reason listed in the comic above. The idea freaks me out and no amount of succulence and gravy will shake that image from my mind, an image beatifully rendered by our resident artist, to whom I gladly reassign duties after the last comic debacle.

Holiday foods in general seem sometimes arbitrary and horrifying. Stuffing and jellied cranberries from a can? Green beans as casserole? Who decided that?

It just seems to me that many Christmastime foods are sincerely fucked up and we should not blame our mothers for the horrors they must pass down.