As I sit here typing this, I have a mouse in my bathroom. It is currently trapped under a set of plastic drawers I have in there. I've closed the door to the bathroom, and am going to try to find someone to help me get rid of it in the morning. But now I'm afraid to go to sleep...what if it gets out (and some how opens the bathroom door and crawls on my bed!)!
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You sure it isn't Ralph? Cause he was probably just looking for his motorcycle.
I actually had the Ratatouille mouse in my head when I was looking in his beady little eyes. I wondered if I left him alone whether I'd wake up to a nice breakfast the next morning.
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