Excuse me while I try to explain to my husband that we need to purchase a tiny fat old man with fangs.
This is where that Marx Brothers sketch started to break down.
Sure, that's cute and all to us, but imagine what the mouse is feeling? He's getting his nose booped by something that smells, looks, sounds and probably just is a personification of his own tiny death....
When mom tells you to share, and instead of taking turns you just cram yourself into your sibling's way out of spite because it's 'your half'.
I don't think any animals do the 'Unrepentant, cold, soulless murderer' look quite as well as cats do. Especially considering half of the stuff they kill wasn't alive anyway.
Hopefully they also have some gallon drums of water for when he inevitably gets thirsty.
No I have not seen my brother. Yes, I know the room is starting to smell suspiciously like somebody is pooping and peeing in the same place over and over, but I would assume that's just your faulty...
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