
I think I'm pretty much just feeding
the mice at this point. They even keep eating all the poison bait I put out, with
no effect.
Mouse1: Look, I like that he leaves us food on these shiny wood and metal plates. But, #$@#! That green stuff gave me a @#$@#! stomachache.
Mouse2: Why do you have to curse so much?
Mouse1: I've become inured to it as the expressive vocabulary of my society. It's neither indicative of a belief nor of a value system.
Mouse2: (...)
Mouse1: (sighing, shaking head) I know, we totally gotta get outta this @#$@# joint.