| You hang out with the
mice, eating potatoes and smoking cigarettes. One day you go to see
a doctor about your weight problem and bad cough. He performs a biopsy.
"I'm afraid it's pretty serious," he reports. "We do have a miracle drug that can help, but unfortunately it has some serious side effects and has to be tested on mice first." He looks at you and raises his eyebrows. "Say -- you're a mouse!" "No! No!" you squeal over and over, as he grabs you and injects you with a giant hypodermic needle. |