Mouse in My House![]() October 14, 2002 ![]() he mouse in my house has the run of the land. He pees in my porridge and he shits in my hand while I lie sleeping, naively unaware that the mouse in my house is nibbling on my hair. And eating my breadcrumbs! And drinking my pop! I have asked him nicely, politely to stop. But did this dissuade him, persuade him to cease? He just ate my cold pizza, every last doughy piece. And as if to taunt me he loves to play and roll in my bed sheets while I am away. He loves to go dipping in my marinara sauce and to leave marinara footprints up, down and across, and on up the stairs to the top of my bedspread where I sleep unawares. He ate all my baloney! Now this is no joke. And he twice left the tops off my toothpaste and Coke. One went quite flat, and the other went hard. And this mouse in my house left his bike in my yard! It's not like it would kill him to put the toilet seat down, or wipe the mud off his feet when he's been mousing around town. There's just no reason he can't put his playing cards away or clean up his jigsaw puzzles at the end of the day. Or close the front door when he's gone out to play. Or whisper more quietly when he kneels down to pray. But the one mousey caper I just cannot forgive is when he got my sister pregnant. I hope you like d-Con, mouse. ![]() Quote of the Day“It is a wise man who makes a career of providing quotes, for the dollar-to-word ratio is fantastic. Eat your heart out, novelists.”-Beenjammin Lynn-Frank Fortune 500 CookieYou! In the yellow shirt! You’re going to have an awful week. Move along now. This is the dawning of the Age of Aquarius, but your lifetime ban from the municipal aquarium still applies. Those repressed childhood memories you’ve been having about animal abuse and a shady-looking construction site? That was Donkey Kong. Try eating something with at least 17 letters in it this week: mailboxes and Alpha-Bits don’t count. Your lucky dong accessories: ornaments, jingle bells, argyle cock sock, festive wreath, racing stripe, spare donut.Try again later. Top 5 Bands That Shoulda Been Huge
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