Three Western Mice
Heeheee.......this is for the western provinces....
>>Three mice, one from Manitoba, one from Alberta and one Saskatchewan are
>>sitting at a bar after the funeral of a Ontario mouse killed by an
>>eighty-year-old lady with a broom, trying to impress each other about how
>>tough they are.
>>The Manitoba mouse throws down a shot of bourbon, slams the empty glass
>>onto the bar, turns to the Alberta mouse and says, "When I see a
>>mousetrap, I lie on my back and set it off with my foot. When the bar
>>comes down, I catch it in my teeth, bench press it twenty times to work up
>>an appetite, and then make off with the cheese."
>>The Alberta mouse orders up two shots of tequila, drinks them down one
>>after the other, slams both glasses onto the bar, turns to the Manitoba
>>mouse and replies, "Oh yeah? When I see rat poison, I collect as much as
>>I can, take it home, grind it up to a powder, and add it to my coffee
>>each morning so I can get a good buzz going for the rest of the day."
>>The Manitoba mouse and the Alberta mouse then turn to the Saskatchewan
>>mouse. The Saskatchewan mouse finishes the beer he has in front of him,
>>lets out a long sigh and says to the two, "I don't have time for this
>>bullshit. Gotta go home and have sex with the cat."