hey, Eagle. What's up?
Eagle: Not much, how have you been? I haven't seen you in at least three hundred years, my fair-feathered brethren.
[Turkey self-consciously strokes his wattle.]
Turkey: Ha. I know, right? I've been ca-razy busy with my new part-time j-o-b.
Turkey: No, we're cool.
Eagle: Are you sure? It was pretty awkward there for a while. I'm sure the divorce didn't help, but
Turkey: I'm beginning to regain custody of them, so thanks for that.
Eagle: I'm not trying to ruffle your feathers but you must realize that I am the exemplary essence of this great land.
Turkey: Oh, relax. Our little feud died out about thirty years ago. Right around the time your species almost did the same.
Eagle: Real mature.
Turkey: DDT FTW!
Oak Tree: Hahaahahah, zing!
Eagle: Quiet, national tree.
Turkey: Eagle, I heard you got a little flak from Benjamin Franklin. He thought you were a pretty sketchy choice to symbolize this wonderful country.
Eagle: Yes, it turned out people did not instantaneously appreciate my stunning grandiosity. I can't decide if it was my seven-foot wingspan or powerful talons that eventually won them over.
Turkey: Franklin was always a big fan of me. One time he called me a "bird of courage." Not a big deal or anything.
Eagle: Whatever. I'd like to see you soar gracefully through the sky, and then spot food hundreds of feet below. Not as easy as it looks, actually.
Turkey: If you're such a swift and well-built killing machine, why did you end up on the Endangered Species list?
Eagle: I am dreadfully sorry about your family last November. Your parents were so loving.
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