Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

"So long, you little rat bastard."

The mouse was caught. Same way as last time, same friggin' place.

I may have had to rush part way down the street at night and dump it in the sewer, but the deed is done. Hallelujah!

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