Kill the mice anyway, and steal their cheese.

Ha. Like you would actually keep a deal with a bunch of rats.  You pick up one of the cheese wheels and start a bloody squeaking massacre.

Finally, there is one rat left. You walk over to it with the gory cheese wheel raises for a fatal blow when it starts to speak.

"Wait! I'm not a rat! I'm really a minor Count from Bosnia. If you spare my life I will show you where the witch is and we both can get justice!"

The End

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