It's OKAY. Just drug him, with something nice...you know, give him some pleasant hallucinations before slipping into a deep slumber, then sample a bit of his wee mouse spooge to get a sperm count. We don't KNOW he's 'virile'. He might've escaped from a male erectile dysfunction testing lab. It's possible. And what's the harm in an impotent mouse? Maybe he was a servant in the Mouse Emperor's House, and is a eunuch. Also possible! (Yet somehow even less so than my first offered 'rationalization.')
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It's OKAY. Just drug him, with something nice...you know, give him some pleasant hallucinations before slipping into a deep slumber, then sample a bit of his wee mouse spooge to get a sperm count. We don't KNOW he's 'virile'. He might've escaped from a male erectile dysfunction testing lab. It's possible. And what's the harm in an impotent mouse? Maybe he was a servant in the Mouse Emperor's House, and is a eunuch. Also possible! (Yet somehow even less so than my first offered 'rationalization.')
I don't see it as all good, but I don't see it as all bad, either. This is because I need to go to rehab for overwrought animal protection instincts.
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