In fact, the fence is for an enclosure that includes pronghorn and—this is the relevant part—wild turkeys.
I'm sure you can see where this is going.
And the lady turkeys are all like "Oooooooh" and suddenly Tom doesn't even exist.
But Tom is determined. He fans that tail again, tries to catch their eyes. I mean, this jerk isn't even the same SPECIES.
HA HA HA no. The ladies don't care.