Then its moose, moose, I like a moose.
I’ve never had anything quite like a moose.
I’ve had many women, me life has been loose,
But I’ve never had anything quite like a moose.
. . . And his deputy, Squirrel.
The moose is on the loose!
how funky is your chicken/
how loose is your moose
Antler guys got nuthin’ better to do than make jokes?
Udder disrespect. It’s the hoosegow for the lot of ye.
Hoof it on out of here now. Ungulate for a stock car race or a barn raisin’ or something?
PS: Personal to the OP: Seriously… Damn straight, that was probably the key to the whole situation.
Another journey into The Land Of The Lost…o.p. that is.
Lockdown.