So Ill share this little funny with you. Tonight I get the kids in bed and sit down to pee. Something moves out of the corner of my eye, really close. My daughter had moved my soap curing rack and leaned it up against the wall in order to use the big tub. Anyway, this MOUSE is just sitting there, hanging out. I wake My husband up. Hes been in a tractor for nine hours today and has to be up at 3am to go to his public job, but if I didnt wake him up, he wouldnt believe me. We debate on how to kill this mouse. I tell him to watch it, and I grab a BB Gun. You may not know this, but I come from a long line of highly skilled marksmen when it comes to killing mice with slingshots and BB Guns. The first shot pings off the rack, and lands somewhere behind me. But yet, I am not detoured. I carefully take aim again. I look down the barrel of my Red Ryder, exhale, and gently squeeze the trigger. BAM. Mouse falls to the floor. BB went all the way through, killing it instantly. Then I look. The BB is now embedded in the WALL, and it still has mouse hairs on it. I mean seriously, I dont know whether to be appalled or keep it there as a trophy.
Posted on: Fri, 15 Aug 2014 02:39:14 +0000
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