Thursday, September 30, 2004

A Shot of Scotch

Three mice are sitting at a bar in a pretty rough
neighborhood late at night trying to impress
each other about how tough they are.

The first mouse pounds a shot of scotch, slams
the glass onto the bar, turns to the second
mouse and says, "When I see a mousetrap, I
lie on my back and set it off with my foot. When
the bar comes down, I catch it in my teeth, bench
press it twenty times to work up an appetite, and
then make off with the cheese."

The second mouse orders up two shots of sour
mash, pounds them both, slams each glass onto
the bar, turns to the first mouse, and replies,
"Yeah, well when I see rat poison, I collect as
much as I can, take it home, grind it up to a powder,
and add it to my coffee each morning so I can get
a good buzz going for the rest of the day."

The first mouse and the second mouse then turn
to the third mouse.

The third mouse lets out a long sigh and says to
the first two, "I don't have time for this. I've got a
date with the cat."

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