I feel for ya. I got a mice problem at my house too. God damned ghetto. When they keep me up at night, I curse them and shout at them in a monsterous voice about how I will kill them when I find them. Then, when I trap one, I look into his little beady eyes and suddenly feel merciful. This is war though, and war aint pretty.

Usually I will let them free outside where the cats can get them. If im not in the mood to go thru all that hassel, I have to man up and execute them. The way I look at it, I'm just setting them free from their bodies. Crazy, huh?
40oz Reviewed by 40oz on . I feel so bad I know that all my posts are bizarre. I'm just a bizarre person in general. Anyways, we have a little bit of a mouse problem here in the house. We put down glue boards to catch them, and I went to the bathroom to get some incense cause I was about to fire up the pipe when I heard a weird "squick squick" noise. I looked down, and pulled the glue board up and not surprisingly there was a mouse. What looked to me a baby mouse. Not big at all. Anyways he was CUTE. I knew I didn't want to Rating: 5