The mouse has been caught . . . . . on video tape with his two friends having a party in my office. I kid you not. I have actual footage of not one mouse but three mice, two of which who appear to be NFL linemen, spring the traps and eat the fudge.
They are running all over my former office having a grand ol’ time. One of them, a modest size rodent, got his leg caught in the trap and just shook it off his foot. I’m telling the truth. If I’m lying then Greg has to send me a certain electric guitar. Better yet, If I’m telling the truth Greg has to send me said guitar.
The gluttonous fudge feast is coming to an end thanks to some serious chemical laden glue traps and DECON. I’ll spare you the rest of the details.