"THANKSGIVING. A WONDERFUL TIME, MEANT FOR BLACK FRIDAY SHOPPING AND ALSO FAMILY. IT'S HERE AT ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE'S HOUSE WHEREIN WE FIND OUR BOYS GETTING READY FOR THE MEAL AND—"
(*firetrucks pull into Rocky and Bullwinkle's driveway, smoke seeping out through the windows of their house*)
"I GOT IT I GOT IT I GOT IT I—" Bullwinkle exclaimed, wearing an apron and rushing out with a burnt turkey (still on fire) in his oven-mitt covered hands. He tripped and fell, the turkey completely disintegrated into ash. "Aw MAN! My deep-fried turkey with mooseberry stuffing!"
"JUST THEN, ROCKY ARRIVED FROM THE LOCAL GROCERY STORE."
"Bullwinkle, I'm back, I got the—HOKEY SMOKES! LITERALLY! BULLWINKLE, WHAT'S GOIN' ON?!" Rocky exclaimed, dropping the bags of cranberry sauce and mashed potatoes he'd bought at the sight of the smoke and firetrucks.
"I didn't know an internet-bought deep fryer machine could spontaneously combust after five hours." Bullwinkle glumly remarked. "Th' firemen said puttin' this out could take hours. Now how're we gonna have Thanksgivin' dinner with our folks?"
"I may have an idea…" Rocky replied, smiling.
"ROCKY PULLED OUT A ROTARY TELEPHONE AND DIALED A NUMBER. HE PICKED UP THE RECEIVER AND CALLED—"
"Hello, operator?" Rocky spoke, looking at his nails. "Get me Torpedo and Missile J. Squirrel."
"ROCKY WAITED A FEW MORE MOMENTS UNTIL HE COULD HEAR HIS FATHER ON THE OTHER LINE."
"Hi dad!" Rocky smiled. "Change of plans on Thanksgiving dinner, we're gonna go to BULLWINKLE'S PIZZA RESTAURANT!"
"MAKE SURE TO BE WITH US NEXT TIME FOR "Much ado about Stuffing" OR "Jerky Turkey!"!"