Got an anonymous lead tonight. It was a pretty mysterious phone call, but apparently, Moose and Derek now have a ball washing business near a golf course in Nut Haven, Utah.
Moose was heart stricken with grief after Derek ditched him for the circus.
Although Derek had grown famous in the band of trapeze artists known as The Flying Rodreguez's, Moose just couldn't shake his feeling of jealousy.
"If he can join a circus, then I can join a carnival!" Moose mused cleverly to himself.
So he put on his best pair of dirty 1980's LA Gears(with double laces), his mustard stained wife-beater, a pair of Daisy Dukes, and knocked out a few of his front teeth. He was ready.
Moose turned out to be a world class carny. But he felt a void in his heart...
He left the spotlight of the carnival to go in search of Derek.
On his way, he stopped in Detroit to pick up a man can of malt liquor.
And there, in a dirty ally, sat Derek. His purple tights were torn and tattered and missing many sequins...
"Derek?..." Whispered Moose in a soft melodic voice.
"Moose!" Screamed Derek jubilantly.
The two reunited in a warm bro hug for the ages.
"We need a vacation." Sighed Derek.
"Where should we go?" Asked Moose.
"I have family in Mexico." Derek said with a Latin accent.
"Sounds good. But what about the hurricane?" Belched Moose.
"No worries. I spent my trapeze fortune on these here pack mules. They can weather any storm. Hop on!!" Boomed Derek triumphantly.
Off they rode into the sunset. Galloping slowly towards the border with booze in hand and sombrero on head....
To be continued...
Got an anonymous lead tonight. It was a pretty mysterious phone call, but apparently, Moose and Derek now have a ball washing business near a golf course in Nut Haven, Utah.
Before the duranged duo made it 2 miles, their brawny pack mules collapsed from sheer exaustion...
Out of nowhere a beautiful Subaru pulled up next to them. As the driver door slowly opened, the pair heard angels singing followed by the Mission Impossible theme song...
It was Tradewater!!!
"We're saved!" Shouted Moose.
"It's Tradewater! He must be traveling back from his Greco Roman wrestling world championships." Said Derek while waxing his mustache.
"Here ya go boys! Compliments of The Gunyon!!" Tradewater screamed as he threw two large biscuits that hit Moose and Derek right in the face.
"See ya on Half Moon ridge ladies!" He said while he shot roman candles out of his window as the Outback speeded away like an old school Bat Mobile.
As Moose and Derek sat in the gutter enjoying their soft, flaky biscuits they pondered the meaning of Tradewaters visit.
"You know...we should probably start making our way to Becker East." Said Derek.
"Do you think anyone will remember us?" Asked Moose while doing his best Sean Connery impression.
"Of course they will!! We're Mods!! BwaHahahaa!! Now hop on the handlebars of this rusty womens 10 speed...We have a long ride my 'lil amigo."
To be continued...
Before the duranged duo made it 2 miles, their brawny pack mules collapsed from sheer exaustion...
Out of nowhere a beautiful Subaru pulled up next to them. As the driver door slowly opened, the pair heard angels singing followed by the Mission Impossible theme song...
It was Tradewater!!!
"We're saved!" Shouted Moose.
"It's Tradewater! He must be traveling back from his Greco Roman wrestling world championships." Said Derek while waxing his mustache.
"Here ya go boys! Compliments of The Gunyon!!" Tradewater screamed as he threw two large biscuits that hit Moose and Derek right in the face.
"See ya on Half Moon ridge ladies!" He said while he shot roman candles out of his window as the Outback speeded away like an old school Bat Mobile.
As Moose and Derek sat in the gutter enjoying their soft, flaky biscuits they pondered the meaning of Tradewaters visit.
"You know...we should probably start making our way to Becker East." Said Derek.
"Do you think anyone will remember us?" Asked Moose while doing his best Sean Connery impression.
"Of course they will!! We're Mods!! BwaHahahaa!! Now hop on the handlebars of this rusty womens 10 speed...We have a long ride my 'lil amigo."
To be continued...
My current theory is that Moose, D, and Tradewater all ran off together to start a cumquat farm but then got distracted playing Pokémon Go.
Last I heard, Moose and Derek teamed up with tradewater to start a rock trio called Toxic Masculinity.
Moose on bass, Derek on drums, trade on lead guitar and vocals. I think they're touring the Netherlands right now.
Last I heard, Moose and Derek teamed up with tradewater to start a rock trio called Toxic Masculinity.
Moose on bass, Derek on drums, trade on lead guitar and vocals. I think they're touring the Netherlands right now.