Friday, September 16, 2005

goodbye, furry 2-inch little friend

Blogging this now to remember this side of me.

last night, marlon decided to setup a few fly papers on strategic locations around the room to rid of a mouse.

well, the little guy got caught earlier this morning, and with nobody but me in the room (open house preparations, both roommates are helping out, i was trying to sleep), i was left with the tedious (or so i thought) task of disposing him (assumption of gender) (he was noisy).

Situation:

The mouse was small, and it would be a waste of fly paper to sandwich him on the thingy. He was pretty restless, being freshly caught.

ACA:
1. Find knife, skewer rat, cut off the rest of flypaper.
Limitation: no useable knife (pinangkakain daw siya ni francis)

2. Find scissors, at least save the flypaper...
Limitation: no scissors, mine seemse to have been lost (lucky mouse)

3. sandwich mouse on flypaper, plain dispose...
Limitation: mouse was restless...he might get away.

(then i remembered what a girl i liked would have done)

4. beat mouse with chopstick, then sandwich him...he won't put much of a fight when he's near death.

Cnclusion:
Alternative four! Not only did it not make a bloody mess, it was stress relief. It's as if the mouse's mission in life was to rid me of my 114.1 stresses. For the record, i enjoyed beating the critter with a chopstick (who cares if he was hopelessly squeaking for mercy, who cares if he was over a thousand folds smaller than me, who cares if he was almost cute).

As if beating him was not enough, i sandwiched the guy in flypaper (poor flypaper was not reused), stuffed him in a plastic bag, tied the thingy tight, and whirled it around. (remembering a girl who was staring at me, whilst i consulted roommate on how i should dispose of my little friend) in the end, he was thrown in the yakal lobby's bin. (please recycle)

Mouse's chances of survival: If he manages to survive suffocation, get out of flypaper, and not choke to death while chewing the plastic bag; pretty high! :) -=evil grin=-

I doubt that i'll fall asleep any time soon, the excitement is still inside me.

Today, i found a hidden piece of me.

1 Comments:

At 12:16 PM, September 16, 2005, Blogger tata said...

damn, but that title could be interpreted in so many ways. haha, all of them slightly skewed and extremely unflattering.

a chopstick. yehes. pwede namang object na mas mabigat para one fell swoop nalang tapos, tapos na. evil bastard. hidden piece of me my ass, you've always, always been evil tsong. tsk tsk tsk. ;)

 

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