So what, we’re that family now?
The family that hangs trendy fake mooses above our fireplace in an effort to be eclectic and hard to understand because we’re just really cooler than everyone else?
The plural of moose isn’t mooses. And stop talking smack about Kyle, he can hear you up there, and he was feeling really good about him self today.
It’s not even a real life moose, he’s made of stone, like a garden gnome or something.
Kyle thinks your soul patch is a cliche and your Northface jacket is obnoxious. He knows you don’t ski, Andy. We all know.