This is Supermouse.
My first girlfriend and I on one afternoon in the Metrocentre decided to take a stroll around the isles of Collectables. Why, I'm not sure. We were obviously too high on young love and were a bit still too amazed by the tomato sauce pump in McDonald's (which i believe may have been the first in the north east) to really notice that all they sell are glass ducks and farm animals. But any how, we were in there. Wandering around.
I could hear my mams voice in my head telling me not to touch anything.
Then we passed a big display of mice in a variety of poses and in a variety of comical outfits. I pointed at one and flippantly said it was cool. More because i hadn't used the thoughtsicles that control my mouth for a while since it was left a gasp after seeing the leap in tomato technology, than because i actually liked it.
We carried along on our merry way and i never gave the mice a second thought......that is until i got Super-Mouse as a gift! I cant remember why, birthday, finishing college, completed TA basic training...i duno i just remember thinking it was lame as fuck. Another error in the girls judgement to add to the list of reasons why we weren't very good together.
We broke up a while later, not because of Supermouse i feel i should point out, and the gift lived at the bottom of the box i keep all that kinda stuff in since.
That is until i found it while looking for stuff to flog on eBay, and now it resides proudly atop my television for all to see.
Just thought id share that with you.
It's a cool mouse innit.
A boyfriend once gave me a poo. Literally. I'd take Supermouse anyday.
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