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Now this is fun. Glad I didn't invite Momma on this vacation. I can hear her now, "Mortimer, don't, you'll get hurt"

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I have decided that I'm a hedonist......and I like it!

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Much nicer than plunging my snout into a cold stream

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I could get used to this. Worth every penny I'm paying

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Red sky in morning.......wonder if the old saying is true?

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mmmm I feel so relaxed. Pretty dawn...

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This is promising.....

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Time for a little action, I think

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Just breath in that salty air....hmhmhm

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Bet those babes on the beach are really impressed with these moves. Very big waves today. Hope there are no sharks around

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I've died and gone to heaven. So much I want to do this week. I don't even care how much this is costing me!

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It's partee time!!! Bet I can find a sexy little moosette to join me in this little vacation get away

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In the way of introduction to my life and times, I think this portrait of my grandfather, Mortimer Adler Moose I, is fitting. Old Grandpa Moose was a prominent figure in my early life. He had a rack that was envied by every moose that entered our territory. I didn't know much about my grandmother as her name was unspoken by my bretheren after the scandal. Apparently, during her first estrus following my father's birth, she became quite enamored of a passing minstrel moose and deserted her family for a life on the road with that scoundrel, never to be heard from again. Grandpa was so heartbroken, he never wavered from his bachelorhood and as an old buck, remained close to his birthplace until he died of old age back in 2001. At least he didn't end up mounted on the living wall of some yahoo in Trailer Park, USA

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Show's over, back to your case

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Sorry Mr. Obama but we've decided that its time to cut you loose.

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While exploring the wilderness of Georgia, I came upon an interesting cave that screamed for exploration. But.....as I approached the entrance, this vicious, possibly rabid possum came running out and chased me far into the woods. I made a mad dash toward the river, hoping the possum wase not a swimmer and escaped by the skin of my teeth.