I might catch that bastard mouse. I will stake him to a piece of plywood with his guts all hanging out.
I will post a pic of that disemboweled bastard just before you settle down for your Christmas dinner. Then you'll believe me.
True story.
Last edited by chalice; 12-23-2007 at 01:27 PM.
Do not, under any circumstances googleimage the word vivisection.
Seriously, don't do it.
Ever.
Pics or it didn't happen.
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