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The John Wayne Turkey and friends
This is no joke, he walks and talks just like John Wayne. You may think you're safe, thinking that we're lying, well let me tell you he's real. I've seen him, Wickid Wild's seen him, others have seen him. He's even chased Wickid and myself down many a back roads, on numorous occassions. We weren't on any form of drugs, alcohol, or medication, none of that and we saw him. Saw him chasing The Juggalo Van on his little dune buggy, he was after us, him and The Black Panther. As you read the following encounters, beware that he could be anywhere or anyone. Yes, he has the powers to possess people, him and all his followers. He has some of his followers (also turkeys) possess people, he even has some people who just volunteer to work for him, for unknown reasons. It should be easy to spot some of the possessed "followers" on the account that they for no reason at all they might make mention of John Wayne or other turkey/western occurences, adn their insationable hunger for turkey (over all other meats). There are few who know of this invasion, but even fewer who believe in it, they choose not to believe. The John Wayne Turkey will stop at nothing to stop the "rebellion" of those few. So we, The Brotherhood, post this in hopes of recruiting more into the rebellion.

Born Twiztid's Encounters
Before I tell my Tale Of The Turkey, I must tell you how the John Wayne Turkey came about. It is a little know fact that John Wayne's last meal, in all reality, was a turkey sandwich, he choked on the sandwich. Thus he died, and as he lay dead with the chunk of turkey sandwich in his throat in his grave, something happened. No one knows exactly how it happened, but somehow the sandwich and Mr. Wayne's genes were combined into one "freak" of nature. The cells merged together in some kind of weird way and formed the John Wayne Turkey.
*First Encounter* I was sitting in my living room back in Tennessee, watching Nicktoons, when I hear something in the kitchen. I turn off the TV and raise to my feet as I see a turkey walk into the living room, and the asshole was drinking some of my Faygo! I said, "Hey, that's mine!" And he looked at me, and as honest as can be, he says, "I ain't gonna hit ya, I ain't gonna hit ya." Then that bastard bird hit me, knocked me right on my ass! I jumped up said, "Hey you fucker!" and punted his ass into the wall, he didn't get up. I thought he was dead, so I buried him in the yard, I wasn't gonna eat it after it hit me. Later that night, I heard a turkey-like gobble so I ran outside and dug up where I buried the turkey. Its body was gone, man, I mean gone no trace anywhere.
Bad part was that I don't do any drugs!

**NOTE** The minute encounters are too plentyful, so I'm just listing the "big" encounters.

*Second MAJOR Encounter* It was late, and I was driving. I saw sumthing peeking out of some bushes as I drove by, it resembled a turkey, but I wasn't sure. I was thinking that since it's been so long since the last encounter, even the last minute encounter, it couldnt be him. I was wrong. I got to the house, it has been about 15 miles since I saw the "turkey," and then I looked across the road and saw it again. This time I knew what it was, it WAS him! He began to make his way across the road, slowly at first, then he began to run. A truck pasted and clipped him, sending him spinning through the air and into a ditch. I thought he was dead, I hoped he was anyway, I was wrong. He slowly got up on its feet and began to make its way back towards me, I turned to run, but he was fast and was just a few feet behind me as I made it to the front door. I got it closed with alittle struggle, even with the door closed I didn't feel safe and I had goos reason. Just then I heard the back door open and close, followed by little scratchy sounding footsteps, making there way through the kitchen. He poked his head around the corner and got a mouthfull of pillow as I chunked another at him, this dazed him and I was able to get the drop on him. I managed to get a chokeslam in on him he unleashed with fury upon me. I picked him up and tossed him into a ceiling fan, knocking him out for the time being, then I threw him in the bed of a passing pick up. I have to say I won that one, but not with out getting a slight whooping from the John Wayne Turkey.

Wickid Wild's Encounters
All in due time




This page is to be a warning to all who may pass through theses pages. To be a joint work of Born Twiztid and Wickid Wild