EEEK..there's a mouse in the house
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Crime Scene: Melrose merrily returns from work, gets stepladder, climbs up to top of armoire that she can't reach but Mr. Melrose can, looks around dumbfounded . . .
Melrose: Honey, where's our magic mouse machine?
Mr. Melrose: Huh? Oh, it died a couple of months ago, so I threw it out.
Melrose: And you replaced it with?
Mr. Melrose: Nothing. And I didn't tell you because you are so weird about that stuff.
Melrose: Do you happen to remember what brand it was?
Mr. Melrose: No, what difference does it make?
Melrose: I'm going to kill you. Then I'm going to divorce you. But not until I buy another magic mouse machine, in case I need you to kill something that may wander into the house because of YOUR STUPIDITY!
Just another evening of marital bliss with Mr. and Mrs. Melrose.
Melrose: Honey, where's our magic mouse machine?
Mr. Melrose: Huh? Oh, it died a couple of months ago, so I threw it out.
Melrose: And you replaced it with?
Mr. Melrose: Nothing. And I didn't tell you because you are so weird about that stuff.
Melrose: Do you happen to remember what brand it was?
Mr. Melrose: No, what difference does it make?
Melrose: I'm going to kill you. Then I'm going to divorce you. But not until I buy another magic mouse machine, in case I need you to kill something that may wander into the house because of YOUR STUPIDITY!
Just another evening of marital bliss with Mr. and Mrs. Melrose.
