Turkey Feathers

Brazen Racing's Quarry Turkey race was a big hit.  Three hours in the hot turkey suit left me dizzy and a bit dehydrated but playing with all the kids was fun.  A small gang of young lads (monsters) harassed me like a swarm of bees.  They'd chase and grab my tail, smack my beak, yank my shirt, then run away and repeat it all over again.  I finally told them I'd be hiding under their beds at night if they didn't stop.