so about a month ago my man remix187 passes out on my couch and in the morning says "i saw a mouse last night" at which i said something along the lines of that can't be true because i don't have any food in my loft. this is very true since i eat at only the finest of establishments for every meal. also, he was drunk.

so the other morning i wake up to get ready for work and i go into the bathroom to see this little mouse kickin it. we just kinda stood there and looked at each other like "o'hai! i'm in here pissin" yeah that's what i gotta do too. so last night me and the girl decided to see if that was just a onetime thing. i don't like when animals stay at my spot and don't pay rent. so we put out some $1.06 bargain brand frosted flakes to see what's up...

needless to say when i woke up this morning, the frosted flakes were no more. i don't know how he's living since i don't have shit; maybe from the restaurant i live above. but whatever it is the first instance i see of damaged 1200 wires he's gettin the vic'tored. thhwaaaaap!