The Dreaded Moose Hunter Story

I'm sitting here in my big, comfortable, black leather pappa chair, seriously considering telling you my favorite joke. My Lady Wonder Wench calls it, "The Deadly Moose Hunter Joke." And she says she hates it, but she likes it when I ask her to do the punch line. Maybe that's because she knows when she does that, it's over. I like my moose hunter story so much that I tell it when I notice somebody is feeling a little... frazzled. A little fizzle sneaks into every life. Usually it's little stuff. Somebody sends you a get well card, and you get a paper cut from opening it. You wake up in the morning, and you realize it's Monday. You rent a porn movie and fall asleep watching it. That's a fizzle. I figure one way to fix a fizzle is with a giggle. And my moose hunter joke is usually good for a giggle. So...here goes.