cats.
That's right, "CATS"
Especially when you see 2 mice.
and Especially when one of those gosh damn mice ate a hole in your plastic tortilla chips bag and made a mess on the counter and you find it and think your roommate is sloppy (sorry, roommate).
so that's it, it has to be cats.
Don't get all excited, it's not like i'm inviting these guys to move it
3 comments:
hey!! those are all my favorite things in one post!!
oh no. so the mice got into your chips? i have to say i was wondering if having those out would be a problem. those mice are no good. they stole my stamp machine once.
please just stay in my room always and play with my creepy furry animal creature things. watch my tv! but please don't steal it like jerri blank.
kitty cats! i hate cats unless they're around to eat mice. bring 'em home before i come stay with you!
amber is this you?
don't you mean that your epiphany is Dancing with Cats--the best book ever, and for that matter, the best b-day gift ever!
i had the same problem with mice in hawaii, but i think it was more like a rat problem, oh, and giant bird-sized flying cockroaches.
(this is lil k, not jon)
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