He blasted outside. He was shirtless with

He blasted outside. He was shirtless with his sweats stuffed into gortex work boots. He had a fur hat on. He yelled for his son. Lunch was on and he was serving moose stew

so it had to be eaten right now, before the other moose arrived for revenge. His son showed up, waving his hands and making that "please god, not during the briss" face again.

It was too late, the other moose were on the scent and would arrive any minute, What choice did he have, he turned from the heavens and

toward a life of damnation as an unrepentant sodomite. On the positive side, the parties were great, he found live, and since he was an atheist, the only heaven he cared about was

lost episode, was banned by the WB because they felt the 7th Heaven audience wouldn't accept a dream episode taking place in a lost Mid East city. Salty storyline or no.

The abandoned script later became inspiration for the plot of Sex & the City 2. The anti-teen drug use message was replaced with dozens of scenes about Samantha's hormone creams,

where neatly coiffed businessman and rip-rearin' politician Donald Trump was cast to play Samantha's lover, Mr. Big. As for the talking dog and the doodle boy,

they co-signed a mortgage on a new house together. They then cooperatively made a dutch apple pie and ate it with ice cream. Finally, they

had their stomaches pumped together at the emergency ward. The ice cream's freshness date had expired.