A couple of days ago, I was in the office kitchen making some tea (that just sounded so right) when I noticed a little piece of paper sticking out from under the refrigerator. It was bright yellow and looked awfully familiar. It was familiar because over three years ago, this exact same thing happened already.
A poor little mouse, traipsing along, did not see it was already heading towards a flat piece of sticky-death. It's the Attack of the Paper, Vol. 2.
Sucks to be you, Mickey
Gave it to the janitor a few minutes later and told him to dispose of the little fella as humanely as possible. No flushing, stomping, or burning. I don't know how he did it.
Back to my tea.