Fifth from the Last Supper Episode

A burning Zen monk and a turkey both understand the language of their dressing. Unless it's a pumpkin. Then let's just throw it at the tree and knock it clear into the New Year. It's only Thanksgiving. Not like it's one of God's holidays. It's just a ... we're so grateful for these new people who kept us from starving to death that we can exploit later ... kind of holiday. Plymoth Rock. Iron Eyes Cody. Medusa mask. There's nothing left to measure anymore.

Thank You