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[FONT=Trebuchet MS][COLOR=#000000]My dream was to be an astronaut, get strapped into the capsule with my shipmates and let them Fly me to the Moon and let me swing among the stars. let me see what spring was like on Jupiter and Mars. phfff, Here I am, a grown moose, thinking about swinging on stars. Oh Momma, see what you did to me with all those old Frank Sinatra records you lived on. Uh Oh, I hear sirens. Are those red lights I see racing this way. Think this through......why no officer, I'm not a terrorist, I'm just a lonely little lost moose, looking for my Momma. No, that will never work, better just run like hell[/COLOR][/FONT][FONT=Trebuchet MS][COLOR=#000000][/COLOR][/FONT]