Michi is a great moose. He helps me teach German 101 by being totally OK with being thrown around the room and playing games. Peter, on the other hand, doesn't like to be thrown around the room. He does like to play games. I'm not sure which ones, but hopefully not Taboo. That's my game.

Michi was brazen. Peter and I were drinking a few before class last Tuesday. Now, Michi had a pretty horrible class that morning. Got dropped on his head twice. But stealing alcohol is no way to ease your pain.

Peter was conquered by a moose. He felt quite embarassed and less manly, but Michi also felt embarassed. The cup was too big for him to have a sip of the luscious Sierra Nevada that used to be Peter's.

So, they kissed and made up. Is this technically spooning? Michi looks less into it than Peter. I like to think of them as cuddle buddies. That way my mind is free of any strange Peter-Michi imagery that should not happen. Ever.