I got thrown out of still another city zoo. I wish they would build one way out in the country but no, and that just makes it easier for them to catch me.
My dog, Ernest, will be 15 years old next year and I wanted to surprise him with a gift any dog would love: Animal crap from 20 or more different animals.
But, I can get no more than half a dozen sandwich bags before somebody thinks I'm weird and calls in the zoo people who throw me out, once I empty my pockets.
It's always the same: "Yes Sir. We got the shit freak again at our zoo this time."
Of course, having a name like Moleturd doesn't help.
