Originally posted by Canadian Moose
We can fix that.It was a cold, dreary evening..snowy and nasty. My father, Bullwinkle, and my mother, Esmerelda, headed to the hospital. She was in full labour. Dad nearly lost the car half way there, in a snow drift. After safely arriving...she was whisked into a delivery room and after 38 hours, she had given birth to me. I came into this world, weighing a terrifying 48 lbs, but, I am a moose.
After several uneventful years, I made my mark as the only moose to sub for a reindeer at Christmas. But the success was short lived. I began sniffing pine cones shortly after and had to go to moose rehab. I was not a good patient. The bastards had my room on the 3rd floor right next to a pine tree and I flamed out a few times. After successfully completing rehab, I went to Hollywood and tried to be an actor. In lean times, I waited tables, and eventually got into porn. It was embarrassing, but it paid the bills. I know that might sound great, but being a background prop is not exactly exciting.
I left Hollywood, returned to my roots in the Canadian woods, and started a charitible foundation called Gooses and Mooses, which prevents cruelty to animals, settled down, and joined KMC.Can I have a kiss now?
shock Er, right. 😖
Uh, just cause it's christmas...*kisses moose on the cheek* 😛