Posted on 06/02/2005 3:25:27 PM PDT by SmithL
Walla Walla, Washington -- Golfers had an additional hazard to deal with on the third hole at Veterans Memorial Golf Course. A female moose had settled under a tree along the third hole Tuesday. . . .
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BBQ mooseburgers at the 19th hole!
Last week there were four casual moose next to my SUV in the driveway. This week there was one spooky acting moose. What would cause this? Golfers?
a moose once bit my sister...
Really?
I was hunting up-state New York, and I shot a moose, and I strap him on to the fender of my car, and I'm driving home along the west side highway, but what I didn't realize was, that the bullet did not penetrate the moose. It just creased the scalp, knocking him unconscious. And I'm driving through the Holland tunnel - the moose woke up. So I'm driving with a live moose on my fender. The moose is signaling for a turn, y'know. There's a law in New York state against driving with a conscious moose on your fender, tuesday, thursday and saturday. And I'm very panicky, and then it hits me: some friends of mine is having a costume party. I'll go, I'll take the moose, I'll ditch him at the party. It wouldn't be my responsibillity.
So I drive up to the party and I knock on the door. The moose is next to me. My host comes to the door. I say "Hello. You know the Solomons". We enter. The moose mingles. Did very well. Scored. Two guys were trying to sell him insurance for an hour and a half. Twelve o'clock comes - they give out prices for the best costume of the night. First price goes to the Berkowitzes, a maried couple dressed as a moose. The moose comes in second. The moose is furious. He and the Berkowitzes lock antlers in the living room. They knock each other unconscious.
Now, I figured, is my chance. I grab the moose, strap him onto my fender, and shoot back to the roads, but - I got the Berkowitzes. So I'm driving along with two jewish people on my fender, and there's a law in New York State ... tuesdays, thursdays and especially saturday.
The following morning the Berkowitzes wake up in the woods, in a moose suit. Mr. Berkowitz is shot, stuffed and mounted - at the New York Athletic Club,
And the joke is on them, because it's restricted!
Naw Right Whale, they heard you were looking for a mulligan!
"You'll have to be careful -- the third hole has a big moose leg to the right"
"Don't you mean dog-leg to the right?"
"No, I mean moose leg ... Watch your cheese sandwich."
and so it begins....
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