whisky
Boobie inspector
There was one pretty big one in there, I thought it was dead, so I poked it with a stick, it wasnt dead, and scurried off under the floor boards, later loads of its dot sized children skittered about all over the place.
I suppose I should be grateful its not mice, but then mice don't crawl into your nostrils while you sleep.
I suppose I should be grateful its not mice, but then mice don't crawl into your nostrils while you sleep.