Every family has one. He shows up to Thanksgiving a little late with his sunglasses still on, already explaining how he'd carve the bird better than whoever's holding the knife. He brought the music, he did not bring a side dish, and somehow he's the one everybody talks about on the drive home.
This is him in chunky pixel art: a strutting tom turkey in dark shades with a boombox up on his shoulder and gold music notes floating off the speakers, standing over JIVE TURKEY in copper title-screen lettering.
I made it for the slow morning before the chaos, the first cup of coffee while the oven heats up. Pour it hot and let the bird do the talking.
