It didn't take long to realize that the mice hadn't been trading fairly. I had initiated the trade by giving them large chunks of my best Gruyère. In exchange, the mice had given me so-called “chocolate pellets” which, according to them, would be great when added to hot milk.
Those little fuckers.
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Saturday, December 20, 2008
100 Below: Volume 38
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They sold me magic beans.
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