Them's Fightin' Words

Cause I’m tired. Bone-tired. And I honestly don’t have a damn thing to say today that’s worth writing, much less reading.

Actually no, I lie I do have one thing to say. It’s a joke my friend Mark Wahlberg told me.

These two friends go hunting for moose one day and the one says to the other, “Hey, let’s split up!”

So the other one’s like “Ok” and they go their separate ways.

Some time passes and the one friend hears something rustling in the bushes in front of him, so he raises his rifle and gets ready to shoot.

Next thing he knows his buddy jumps out and says, “Wait! Don’t shoot! I’m not a moose!”

BANG! The other buddy pops him off.

“What the hell did you just do?!” the buddy who got shot says, blood gushing out his neck, “didn’t you hear me say I’m not a moose?!”

“Oh shit!” his friend says, completely shocked.

“I thought you said you were a moose!”

Da-dum.

Tsshh.

-ST