This weekend I had a friend from grad school visit. We went shopping, ate out lots, and took a walk on the prairie. We walked 2.6 miles in the middle of the afternoon and didn’t see one single animal or bird. Today I took the day off and while minding my own business saw a mouse run across my kitchen floor. AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! GGGGGRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSS! DDDDDDDDIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTYYYYYYYY!
Why, someone tell me why? And I don’t want to hear any crap about being cold outside and the mice are just looking for food and shelter. They should stay out in the nature where they belong, not in my house. Now I’ll probably get Hantavirus or the Black Plague. Damn mice. I hate them all!!!
Filed under: crazy rants, home | Tagged: mice
Ha ha ha ha ha!
This is really funny . . .
mice are cute! wee little ears. wee little feetsies. Love the mice; be one with the mice. Enjoy the mice as company.
Don’t listen to Jennifer. Her husband kills baby bunnies for sport.
Don’t listen to Jennifer. Her husband kills baby bunnies for sport. Invite him over; he’ll stomp on the mice for you.
sorry, I was so excited to make my point that I commented twice.
I didn’t realize that Dale was a bunny killer. It makes me respect his fancy shoes a bit more.