Of Moose and Busses

[Moose]

Yesterday when I was getting off from the bus a moose tripped me. Now I don’t know about you, but when someone trips me I get angry. I don’t care if you have antlers, trip me and I will throw it down with you right then and there.

So I punched the moose in the face. Now the moose was angry (because I punched it in the face). He let out a wild roar (similar to my mother when someone has ate all of the watermelons she just bought at the store) and bit my arm off.

I tried to punch the moose again, but due to the slightly inconvenient lack of an arm all I did was bleed on him. This made him mad because he was wearing his best skirt so he bit of my other arm, the rascal.

After all this the bus driver got angry too and shot the moose and I got of the bus and went home.

MORAL OF THE STORY: A moose is a wild animal; it does not belong on a school bus.

[Lydair]

O.o Okay...

LOL, that was rather funny. We shoudl bring this up int he tS weekly comic- No. 3333- Of Moose and Buses. LOL!

[Moose]

Thank you, I try my hardest. If you're at all interested I have a plethora of stories in this same vein sitting on my hard drive.

[Lydair]

-nods quickly- Yes yes! Get them! I shall read them the minute I return from hunting. -grins-

[Tarriq]

Quite funny. O.o I don't exactly get it, but I laughed very loudly and nearly fell out of my chair *grins*

[Moose]

It's important to keep in mind that my writing can be atributed no real meaning. I'm not one of those authors who sits down and thinks, "Hmm, I think I'll write a story with a moose and metaphorical connections to the Spanish Inquisition." I'd rather write a story then some bloody treatise on what have you.

[Amoria]

Don't forget episode 643: coffee capers! I need to check on that!