As the mouse tries to tell you a story, you can't help but to stare at his tale. It is quite long and curvy, and you wonder how he maneuvers it around so flawlessly. Unfortunately, this angers the mouse. He is afraid that you are being inattentive to his story. The brown mouse stomps off and leaves you all alone to cry again.(Sob)! |
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| I like mice. I have them for dinner all the time. | ![]() |
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