The Mailman and the Turkeys

Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor band of crazed turkeys will stay these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.

A mailman in Falmouth, Massachusetts, has to deal with a gang of turkeys that menace him every day in one particular neighborhood. Every day. You can say they’ve gone postal. He carries a stick to keep them at bay. Every day. He should probably put in a request for combat pay. (via reddit)