LB>  GP>> But the ones that escaped from the cancer labs think the
 LB>  GP>> letters
 LB>> stand
 LB>  GP>> for WENS. . .
 LB>>
 LB>> Those lucky ones are just happy to be outta that lab!  :X)

 GP> The way I heard it, one of them research lab mice escaped, and was
 GP> befriended by a local wild field mouse, who took the little escapee on
 GP> an adventure, of food, fun, and ...err...MATING. . .

Sounds good so far...

 GP> This went on all morning, until about noon, our escapee friend is
 GP> bouncing around, asking his newfound wild friend how to get back to
 GP> the lab. . . The wild mouse thinks he's crazy, "Why you wanna do that,
 GP> man? You can have all the best of life right here with me -- good
 GP> eatins from the gardens, poop & peep wherever you please, and leave it
 GP> far behind you, playing in the tall grass, making baby mouses, etc.,
 GP> etc., don't you LIKE this life of freedom?"

Good question...

 GP> The lab mouse ducks his head and answers, "Well, yeah, it's been
 GP> great
 GP> fun, and I appreciate it lots, but, you see, I'm DYING for a
 GP> cigarette!"

:)))  To much nookie can do that!  Being so low to the ground though the little
fella should of just looked for some dropped cigarette butts!



--- GoldED/W32