- Crow: Uh, Oh yeah. OK, umm, so the Pilgrims first came to America in a gigantic green and yellow moving van.
- Gypsy: Moving van.
- Crow: Until they bumped into a Plymouth, and then they got out of the van and took turns starving.
- Gypsy: Starving.
- Crow: Uh, yeah. Starving. Uh, I don't know why they didn't just pop open a pack of freeze-dried smoky links like Joel does.
- Gypsy: Pink fudge.
- Joel Hodgson: Hey y'guys.
- Crow, Gypsy: Hey Joel Hodgson.
- Crow: I was just taking the liberty of explaining Thanksgiving to Gypsum.
- Gypsy: Thanksgiving.
- Crow: Yes. Joel Hodgson, we don't get the part after when they sat down with the Indians and ate mace.
- Joel Hodgson: Oh, no, it's not mace. Uh, it's maize. Maize is, uh, a Native American word for corn.
- Crow: You mean they would spray corn in each other's face during protests?
- Joel Hodgson: No. No. No, uh, but that's pretty close. Uh, I gotta--listen, I gotta go work on the, uh, satellite reflector shields, and, uh, you keep teaching Gypsum about Thanksgiving. I think you're doing great.
- Crow: OK.
- Gypsy: Thanksgiving. Miles Standoff.
- Crow: Hey, Cambot. Bring it in a little. Yeah. Heehee. Now this is the best part. Then Miles Standoff and the Prince-Queen Pocawatha loaded the turkey catapults and started pelting the Nina, the Pinto, and the Santa Maria.
- Gypsy: Santa Claus!
- Crow: Uhuh, yeah, Santa Claus! Uh, and that's why we have to start shopping right away after Thanksgiving!
- Gypsy: Oh!
- Crow: See, that's, that's how it works.