We don't have a mouse in our house, BUT we have one in our CAR!!! EWWW! Gross! I usually never drive Cory's car because well it's beat to death. I officially awarded his car this morning as the Ghetto-est car I've ever seen. It's been stolen, crashed in a high speed chase--and it looks it--really and now it is home to our little friends the mice. I wanted to go to a Zumba class and my car was out of gas, so I took Cory's. I was happily driving along when I decided to put my wallet in the glove compartment. I shrieked as I opened it because this is what I found......... A mice lair in the glove compartment. I started freaking out as any normal person would who realizes that they are sharing their car with a mouse that could dart out at any second and cause a horrendous accident. I think it might be worse than having a bee in the car. I start looking around for other evidences of mice and there is mice poop all over the front of the car. I really start shrieking b...
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