El chupacabra tomó mis pantalones

el Jesús grande de la mantequilla

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Well, I've got the screamin' heebie jeebies, now...
society owes me a kit-kat
Remember last year when we discovered mice in the basement? Well, I was just down there looking for some rice (which, mercifully, was sealed in a mouse-proof container) and when I pulled it out of the cabinet, an old travel mug fell down. And as it fell, I thought I saw something in it.

How I wish I didn't.

Inside were the remains of a long-deceased and much-desiccated mousie. Poor little thing must've jumped in and not been able to get out. Not a pleasant way to go. Also, ick.

That travel mug is now in a small plastic bag, tied up, and that plastic bag is in the garbage. And I've washed my hands about 89 times.

Jibblie jibblie jibblie...


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