Cursed by his own hubris

In addition to the fucking television, inexplicably buried in the back garden, my flatmate introduced me to this little gem in the kitchen sink the other day:


Why yes, that's right - a motherfucking dead baby mouse, apparently drowned in the very same water we used to wash the dishes. I done what any self respecting man would have done - laughed, photographed it, then picked it up by the tail and threatened to hurl it over the back wall onto the road. We ended up binning it instead.

Oh well, I'll have to amuse myself by immolating the ants who seem to be infesting the kitchen as well.