I won’t be writing about my trip to Canada anymore because I am being stalked by a moose that I kissed in the CN Tower. He wants his money back.

I am mooseless museless and someone has to pay for it. I decided that it will be your sense of taste, because you are about to watch yet another pointless short movie of mine.

Just you wait, Martin Scorsese…

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