I smelled a dead mouse one time. I didn’t know what it was for a week or so. It wasn’t strong but seemed localized. I finally found where it had shorted out an electrical outlet without doing other damage.
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IN OTHER ANCIENT NEWS:
My older brother got some mouse dolls which he laid around to startle folks. I came across a semi-mummified mouse. It looked a lot like the fake mice. I placed it at the head of Raymond’s bed with the exposed ribcage facing away from him. About a year he found the fake fake was the real deal.
C 5 days ago
The difficulty with mousy girls
twstd 5 days ago
Haha this is so funny. I snorted
scapegrote 5 days ago
that’s what friends are for!
win.45mag 4 days ago
Well, I’m sure she didn’t get the name Trout by accident !
Martin Booda 4 days ago
Agnes has ambiance, Drabble has zombieance.
[Unnamed Reader - 14b4ce] 4 days ago
Being stuck in a trailer all day tends to have that effect
rshive 4 days ago
Wonder what a semi-dead mouse smells like.
genez 4 days ago
I like how Agnes drops the clipboard so she can put her hands on her hips in outrage.
mindjob 4 days ago
Darn. She was going for new puppy smell.
sobrown51 4 days ago
I’ve been looking for a candle scented “Live mice” but no luck so far.
j12181951 4 days ago
Run the commercial, “For her, Agnes perfume. For those special nights when you truly want to smell like a dead mouse”.
raybarb44 4 days ago
Hey. What are friends for?…..
snowedin, now known as Missy's mom 4 days ago
With friends like Scout, who needs enemies?
gopher gofer 4 days ago
dead mouse, somewhere on the smell scale between cat hairball and wet dog…
David Huie Green LoveJoyAndPeace 4 days ago
I smelled a dead mouse one time. I didn’t know what it was for a week or so. It wasn’t strong but seemed localized. I finally found where it had shorted out an electrical outlet without doing other damage.
…………………
IN OTHER ANCIENT NEWS:
My older brother got some mouse dolls which he laid around to startle folks. I came across a semi-mummified mouse. It looked a lot like the fake mice. I placed it at the head of Raymond’s bed with the exposed ribcage facing away from him. About a year he found the fake fake was the real deal.
GOOD TIMES.