Monday, 1 December 2008
The Mouse in the Mall
Not having much to do, i have been whiling away my time drinking gallons of coffee at a certain mall (sometimes with a lovely creature by my side). Not being of a talkative bent of mind (tongue?) my gaze always finds a small mouse in the adjoining store nibbling at the eatables in the racks. I feel a strange sense of solidarity with it. After all, aren't we all doing the same- wandering about trying to nibble at things that come within our reach?
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3 comments:
Eeeeeew!!
What mall is that?
Deserves a visit from the Health and Sanitation Deptt.
Nibble?nibble on wat me mate?!
u wrote exactly what i thought u would, Black.
and i wrote what i did. people will have their own inferences, whatever u tell them.
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