Vindictive little bastard
My wife called me this morning during her commute downtown to tell me about a story she had heard on the radio. (yes, our life really is so boring that morning radio becomes the topic of conversation).
Anyway, I checked it out myself, and though I am amused, I apparently missed something by not hearing the radio DJ tell the story. Without further ado, I present to you the mouse that burned his house down:FORT SUMNER, N.M. --A mouse got its revenge against a homeowner who tried to dispose of it in a pile of burning leaves. The blazing creature ran back to the man's house and set it on fire.
Some of you might have heard about my little run in with a pile of leaves. But don't worry, no mice were harmed in the making of that explosion, nor were any houses burned down. I was at least smart enough not to be burning during dry and windy conditions, close to house while throwing small rodents into the pile.
Too bad this guy wasn't in the house when it happened. At least that way we could have witnessed natural selection as it happened.
However, I think it would be even funnier if we were to find out that the mouse was able to extinguish himself and only burn down the house.