I used to live in the mountains of Vermont, but we rarely had trouble with drunk moose invading our homes. I can't say the same thing for these elderly folks. This probably would be really funny right up until you have a 2,000 pound rodent with 3-foot long antlers coming through your wall looking for the liquor cabinet. I think when the moose wants booze, you give the moose the booze. It's a little bit like what Dolph does when he's off his leash.
Happy hump day.
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