
Gobble gobble gobble! I'm Gobble The Christmas Turkey!
Salivating for a pair of succulent turkey breasts? Need a nibble on these thighs? Get down to the poultry section to slake your darkest appetites.
Do you want to squirt your hot, sticky juices all over my trussed-up body. Turkey basters, aisle eleven!
Or perhaps you long to flip me over, spread my legs, and fill my cavity until my belly bulges? A range of stuffings to suit all tastes on aisle five!
But whatever you choose, don't stop doing me until my juices run clear.
Gobble gobble gobble! I'm Gobble the-
Hold up, why is my voice so deep?
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Is the voice modulator working? Don't tell me the suit is broken.
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Shit, did I forget to turn the modulator on this morning?
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I'm so fired. My wife is gonna kill me.