As I entered my apartment I had but one thing in my hand, a package of bank checks. There, on the floor stood the deadliest animal known to man: a mouse. Survival instincts had show me in previous attempts with hideous creatures, such as flys, that all creates can be squished. In one quick motion I lifted my arm, released, and my package of check books quickly became my only source of survival. A quick slap and laying on the floor was my victor. He didn’t even stand a chance to the precision of my deadly throwing arm. May this go to show all mice in future generations: don’t enter my lair!
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