“Farts.” I said with a straight face.
“Farts? ma’am?” asked someone in the tourist group, puzzled.
“Yes. Farts,” I explained, “that’s what made them extinct.” Continue reading “The Amoosing Mooseum”
“Farts.” I said with a straight face.
“Farts? ma’am?” asked someone in the tourist group, puzzled.
“Yes. Farts,” I explained, “that’s what made them extinct.” Continue reading “The Amoosing Mooseum”