"That thing is a trap," said City Mouse. "The minute you touch the cheese something comes down on your head and you're dead." The little Country Mouse looked at the trap, and at the little City Mouse. "If you'll excuse me," he said, "I think I will go home. I'd rather have barley and grain to eat in peace than have sugar and dried prunes and cheese and be frightened to death all the time!" So the little Country Mouse went back to his home, and there he stayed all the rest of his life.
STAY OUT OF THE ZOO...
posted by SAS @ 3:41 PM
1 comments
1 Comments:
I just bought tickets for the 7/28 midnight show. So, have someone come roust my drunk ass from the Red Room at about 11:45.
Kidding, of course. But FYI, twill be my birthday. Feel free to leap out of a cake!
Post a Comment
<< Home