Oh, how I wish this post was about a board game. I finally managed to get all my crap out of storage and to the apartment today.
Whilst unpacking I lifted a bag off the top of an open bin and behold, there was a dead mouse chilling in my shoe. How is that okay!? I would never just walk out into a field where he keeps his crap and die? No respect! My roommate Stacy was like, "Oh, it's so tiny and cute!" I was like, " He's not cute! He's a dead mouse in my shoe box!"
Luckily he chose a pair of ugly shoes(gasp! Hard to believe I own such a thing ) to keel over and die in. Otherwise I would have been even more pissed off. So basically this will be funny in like a week, but right now it's just irritating.
UPDATE: He chewed on my mattress pad too! I'm a little nervous to open anything else...
3 comments:
OMG YOU ARE HILARIOUS! "I would never just walk out into a field where he kept his crap and die!" bahahha! Lub it. That's disgusting though, I'm sorry, and I'm glad you had that one pair of ugly shoes!
nasty...one thing i am sooo scared of...mice. can't stand them at all. when i was asked to go to girls camp here i asked them if they had mice problems, they said no sometimes bears. my response was oh okay i can do bears, just not mice.
I love the word "whilst," and I love that you use it. Kudos to you in your trying mouse-times.
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