The Holiday Of Dr. Moreau

I work in a grocery store.

Customer: “Hey! I don’t need anything, but can I ask you a question?”

Me: “Of course! What can I help you with?”

Customer: “My wife is making something called a turducken. How do they do that?”

Me: “You mean how do they make a turducken?”

Customer: “Yeah.”

Me: “They take the bones out of a chicken, duck, and turkey. Then, they stuff the chicken in the duck and the duck in the turkey.”

Customer: “Well, now I feel like an idiot. I thought they had created a duck/turkey/chicken hybrid. I was wondering how they got those animals to breed.”

Me: “No, it’s just a stuffed meal.”

Customer: “That would be some real Dr. Moreau-type s***.”