Times stops for no mouse
By: Michael Hoeye
Oh my! Oh my! murmured Hermux Tantamoq as he really cared about that the wristwatch. He had never had seen such a beautiful fantastic watch so badly treated. The crystal was shattered. The hands was twisted like a melted wax. The face was chipped and scratched so badly that the numbers that were barely legible. The young mouse drummed the countertop with her sharped shaped nails. Please get this thing repaired immediately she said in a rush. it must be kept in a perfect time. Perfect. My favorite
part is when Hermux pulled out a eyepiece of his eye.
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