Last night, I was bitten by a moose. It hurts, trust me... It's not something you wanna experience. It's actually a very funny story. I walked out into the woods one night and happened to spot what looked like a large brown wall. I wanted to carve my initials into it so that people would know that I was there. I approached it and took out my sharpened end of that toothbrush that you get for free at the dentist's and carved my initials. The moose wasn't at all pleased at my decision, and bit me. I ran away, very upset about getting bitten by said moose, that I ran into a tree. After running into that said tree, I suffered a serious head, problem, thingy, and fell unconscious for several hours.
After returning to consciousness, I found that the moose had answered nature's call on my leg. My leg smelled like almonds. It is really an unpleasant smell to be truthful, and another thing you don't wanna experience. I soon stood up and resumed running. The moose was nowhere in sight and I soon arrived back home. When I walked into my house, the moose was waiting for me on the sofa and it laughed at me. I then shot the moose and it is hanging over my fireplace, even though I do not own a fireplace. The moose is now my best friend and we have tea and play poker every Thursday.
