I've got a new roommate.
A mouse. He's not told me his name. I call him either "hey!" or "little motherfucker!"
We play games like "run between my feet and into the closet" first thing in the morning, and "whack the garbage bag with a broom until he pops out and runs behind the stove" when I get home.
How's your autumn going?
3 comments:
We had a mouse a while ago, fucker ran over my feet while I was (drunkenly, I might add) taking a piss. That ended badly, and then so did he.
Eventually.
hahahahahaaaahah
perhaps he is your animal guide.
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