The Moose and the Mushroom: A shorty story
One day while rooting around in the woods, a moose spotted a round, tasty-looking mushroom peeking its pale cap above the leaves and moss of the forest floor. It would make a perfect afternoon snack. But just as the moose was about to gobble it up in one bite, he heard a tiny voice beneath him.
"Don't eat me! I will kill you!" screamed the mushroom.
"There's poison running through every inch of me. I made it special just for big dumb mooses like you!"
"I suppose I had better not eat you then," replied the moose as he ate the mushroom anyway.
Do you think this moose cares? He's here for a good time, not a long time.
"Roll the dice, baby!" is his motto.
He pays the piper, calls the tune, and then talks over the song he paid for
Every time he sees a bear he says, "Let's dance, fatty".
You can't control this moose.
He did die though.
"Don't eat me! I will kill you!" screamed the mushroom.
"There's poison running through every inch of me. I made it special just for big dumb mooses like you!"
"I suppose I had better not eat you then," replied the moose as he ate the mushroom anyway.
Do you think this moose cares? He's here for a good time, not a long time.
"Roll the dice, baby!" is his motto.
He pays the piper, calls the tune, and then talks over the song he paid for
Every time he sees a bear he says, "Let's dance, fatty".
You can't control this moose.
He did die though.