
Today is Petey the Ohio Playa's birthday. Happy Birthday, Petey! Go Petey, it's your birfday, you gonna party like it's your birfday...
On a side note, here's a funny article about some dumbass that tried to set a mouse on fire. The guy found a mouse in his house and threw it in a fire in his backyard (?). The mouse, on fire, got away and beelined for the guy's house, essentially destroying it. Talk about revenge. I bet that guy won't ever throw a mouse into a fire ever again. Serves the abusive fucker right. Who throws a mouse into a fire?
I guess the same people who beat puppies. Sick. That reminds me of the time Q's roommate in college put a glue trap down to catch a mouse without considering the consequences. This guy wouldn't hurt a fly, by the way. They did catch one, then quickly surmised there was no way to get it off unscathed. Q had to smash it with a rock, which was very traumatic for him. What else could you do? Again, another great lesson learned. Maybe it's best to leave the little critters alone.
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