I was driving to work today, along the road near Lake union and the trail. I saw a person sprawled across the trail, like maybe they were sleeping. After 100 yards I started to worry that maybe he (or she) might be cold, or sick, or really sad. So I turned around and drove back. I saw her laying on her back, partly curled around some stuff on the ground. A cute little white mouse was skittering around her face. Hey, don’t eat her eyes! I thought. I said “are you OK?” She didn’t move. I was a few feet away, the mouse kind of scared me. I crouched down and reached over to her knee and jiggled it a little and said a little louder “are you OK?”. She started awake and said “Yes!”. The mouse skittered away, under the nearby truck. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t sure, there was a mouse near your face”. “My RAT! Thats my RAT!” she said, jumping to her feet. I backed away. “Where’s my RAT?” I pointed under the truck. She kneeled down near the truck. I got in my car and left. It wasn’t a RAT, it was a MOUSE!
Hola Juicy
Yeah, I am not scared of mices or rats, either one. Or crazey ladies. But I totally get what you are saying Hola. I don’t like the homeles either. You know how sometimes they ask you for money? Like, for a hamburger they will say,,I NEED 10 cents a hamburger. And I am always like,,Yeah, well, ok,, but I cant because I ,, I ,, I need my money. And then sometimes we have to have a fist fight about that. So, you are lucky she didn’t try to sick her rats on you or bite your abkle.
Hear Hear Fenster! You are socially wise and a beacon of behavior. We should all of us always listen to your amazeing words of wisdom! I like you,,,no, no,,, I LOVE you. You are very smart and anyone who dosen’t think so is dumb.
This email was written by,
Bill Obi Won Kanobiskinson