Gobble, gobble
If any of you aren’t regular readers of the City Farmer blog, in which an Oakland urban farmer chronicles the trials and tribulations of farming on a vacant lot next to her house, then you’re missing out. From today’s installment:
It’s really Edith who decides when to do the nasty. She will squat down, sort of like a chicken, but laying with her breast on the ground. Then Archie does some puffing and huffing (literally, he makes this airy gulping noise) and circles around her. Then he stands on her wings.
Yes, it’s turkey sex in the ‘hood, complete with dirty pictures. A trip through the archives is well worth the time too.