Tuesday

~ Someone's Knockin' At The Door..~



Mom?

What is it now, Phfrankie?

There's a moose at the door!

What kinda moose?
 
A BIG frickin' moose, Mom!

How big?
 
Big, Mom...bigger than Chris Christie!

How 'bout his waddle?
 
Huh?

His waddle...how big is it?

Spooky big, Mom.

Tell him to go home.

I can't speak Moose yet, Mom...you know that.

Oh, for the love of....Hey, Moose: GO HOME!!

You did it, Mom!!

Hush now, Phfrankie...and go study your Moose For Idiots Handbook.


4 comments:

Ken said...

I see a winkle in that bull.

Anonymous said...

I've got waddle, HA!

Mamma D said...

Hair I am, commenting.
PhFrankie, hold steady; ya ain't doin no-thing wrong. All's ya need is some Aunti Moose venom, hangin around The Hood. Start with garlic, mix with BA-Na_NA's, a bit of whole cloves, and Gorilla Sweat;hang in cheesecloth, on all corners of La Baracca. Works every thyme!
(my work is done here)

Gal said...

Hey!!! Wait just One Minutsoe! CC'n I watched Rocket J & Da Moose, just a couple nights ago!(great minds, ya know...)