9/15/08

Clearly, Mrs. Nutmeg thinks that the extermination business runs a bit like Mouse Trap. Like...it'd be cool if Heathcliff set up some Rube Goldberg machine to catch the mice he could clearly devour at any minute, but playing whack-a-mole with their giant, mutated heads is likely as effective, and it cuts down on the number of anvils and wooden ships you have to keep around the house.
8/16/08

Heathcliff is asleep.
8/17/08

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