AYYYYYY!

["The Moose" Mark Millar]

[It's The Moose Mark Millar, sitting at home. Wearin' his oilers cap and sporting a big gruffy beard. He's watching TV. Watching "Happy Days" as a matter of fact.]

THE MOOSE: Damn, that Fonzie is one helluva cool cat. Hm. Mebbe I need a gimmick, 'stead of just bein' th' roughneck I am. Man, what would it be like if I was... Mark "THE FONZ" Millar?

[Walkin' down Whyte Avenue.]

"It's...THE MOOSE! Oooh!"

*thumbs up* "...AAAAYYYYY!"

[The Moose walks into the Strat.]

"HI, MOOSE!"

*thumbs up* "...AAAAYYYY!"

[The Bartender, Ed, looks at Moose.]

ED: Damn it, I can't get this old jukebox working!

THE MOOSE: Hey Ed, yer doin' it all wrong, eh? Watch this!

[Slaps jukebox. Immediately The Tragically Hip come on.]

MOOSE: *thumbs up* ...AYYYYYY!

[Now it's The Moose walking into the locker room at NAPW. A bunch of the good guys look up.]

"HEY, MOOSE!"

MOOSE: *thumbs up* ...AYYYYY!



[Back in Moose's apartment. He shakes his head.]

THE MOOSE: ...naaaaaah.

[the end.]