Poor Turkey

Ice Cream Truck + Doppler Effect = Funny

Ice cream man ice cream man ice cream man!!!

Please join me as I take you on an aural journey though a mystical place known as "the road I live on."  

Off in the distance, children laugh and giggle as an electronic calliope chimes out a simple, yet jaunty version of "Turkey In The Straw."  It is the unmistakable sound of the ice cream truck making its local rounds to deliver frozen treats to the neighborhood kids.  The mood is joyous and playful as the little monsters load up on their sugary snacks.  It's not long before the crowd is sated and its time for the truck to move on. 

The truck proceeds down the road, but having reached the far southern end of the neighborhood, there are no more playgrounds, no more gathering places, and no more smiling faces running toward the street, dragging parents and wallets in their wakes.  It is time for the truck to move on to the next neighborhood in the hopes of spreading cheer and cavities.  The engine revs up and the truck speeds down the road, past a local homeowner, let's call him "Jeremy," on its way to other grounds.  While the customers have all come and gone, the music never ceases.  The turkey still in the straw and/or the hay.  

As the truck zooms by, a funny thing happens.  The Doppler effect takes control of the music, and for the next few seconds, the pitch of the music gets ever lower, slowly transforming the poor turkey into a horrible (Dare I say "Foul") version of the song, completely out of tune with itself.  It sounds as if the turkey found its way out of the straw and is now falling off a cliff coyote-style, descending into musical madness.  "Jeremy" listened for a few more seconds before making his way inside, slightly saddened by the fate of the poor turkey.   

And he no longer wanted ice cream.