A moose couple moved in next door. I’m not prejudice or anything, but most moose I know lack a certain social grace. I invited them to dinner to show them I don’t have a problem with, you know, their kind. My wife brought out the salad, and before we dug in, Gary, the husband, brought up the Nobel Peace Prize. As an independent, I had to shed some objectivity on the debate. “Shame he hasn’t really done much for the moose community like he promised,” I said and stabbed into a tomato.
Gary snorted. “Better than the last asshole,” he said.
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Story by: Nick
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Brilliant, brilliant. I’ve just retweeted this. :0)