we stole a mouse and i dont believe in gravity
The other day my friend Robert and i went into petco to get a feeder mouse to feed to his snake that he caught that day. We got the little bastard and i was alittle sad that it was going to get eaten because i dint feel right just killing the little mother fucker. We didnt want to pay for it so we put it in robs pocket and we left. When we got back to the car the mouse wasnt in his pocket anymore and we just thought that he got away and more power to him. Like 30 minutes later were in wallmart and the bastard mouse is crawling on his back. Needless to say we couldnt kill it now i had to keep it. His name is Constantine after the roman leader not the fag from american idol. I bought him a cage and everything and he rocks. So that my story and i thought id share it with you. I have an AP test tomorrow and im really kinda exited because i think im going to pass as long as i can tough it out through the multiple choise. I love you all and just remember that christians and mice don't believe in gravity.