That looks like a very healthy field mouse to me…..not a NYC rodent. Look at that healthy grey coat and how pink she was. When I lived in Boston and would complain to the fishermen at the Wharf that there were worms in my fish….they always told me “they don’t eat much lady…”
If was disheartening to hear the narrator working the “get stuff for free” angle so consistently. Hey, I just won the mouse lottery! Free food for a year! This exposes the stagecraft for what it is: if one were truly disgusted why would one want to eat there, free or not? Faux disgust, leverage, kabuki of outrage.
Not only is it just a mouse, but likely a mouse that’s been nibbling on organic greens during his short life. Those who truly cannot handle exposure to mouse salad* once in their lifetime might be better off staying home and make all their own meals. But it’s hard to cash in on the mouse lottery that way. Cha-ching!
If was disheartening to hear the narrator working the “get stuff for free” angle so consistently. Hey, I just won the mouse lottery! Free food for a year! This exposes the stagecraft for what it is: if one were truly disgusted why would one want to eat there, free or not? Faux disgust, leverage, kabuki of outrage.
Not only is it just a mouse, but likely a mouse that’s been nibbling on organic greens during his short life. Those who truly cannot handle exposure to mouse salad* once in their lifetime might be better off staying home and make all their own meals. But it’s hard to cash in on the mouse lottery that way. Cha-ching!
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That looks like a very healthy field mouse to me…..not a NYC rodent. Look at that healthy grey coat and how pink she was. When I lived in Boston and would complain to the fishermen at the Wharf that there were worms in my fish….they always told me “they don’t eat much lady…”
If was disheartening to hear the narrator working the “get stuff for free” angle so consistently. Hey, I just won the mouse lottery! Free food for a year! This exposes the stagecraft for what it is: if one were truly disgusted why would one want to eat there, free or not? Faux disgust, leverage, kabuki of outrage.
Not only is it just a mouse, but likely a mouse that’s been nibbling on organic greens during his short life. Those who truly cannot handle exposure to mouse salad* once in their lifetime might be better off staying home and make all their own meals. But it’s hard to cash in on the mouse lottery that way. Cha-ching!
* happening to someone ELSE, even
If was disheartening to hear the narrator working the “get stuff for free” angle so consistently. Hey, I just won the mouse lottery! Free food for a year! This exposes the stagecraft for what it is: if one were truly disgusted why would one want to eat there, free or not? Faux disgust, leverage, kabuki of outrage.
Not only is it just a mouse, but likely a mouse that’s been nibbling on organic greens during his short life. Those who truly cannot handle exposure to mouse salad* once in their lifetime might be better off staying home and make all their own meals. But it’s hard to cash in on the mouse lottery that way. Cha-ching!
* happening to someone ELSE, even
I repeat: Yuck!