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Farewell, Simon! Thou wer’t a valiant foe!

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6 responses to Farewell, Simon! Thou wer’t a valiant foe!

julio May 20, 2008

🙁

sorry little fella

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Georgina Lawrence May 20, 2008

oooaaaaaaaaaaaah 🙁 We shall miss you…

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Jeffrey Fredrick May 20, 2008

How was he dispatched? Was it the repeated falls that did him in? Did he overeat himself to death?

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CaptainGroggySwagger May 20, 2008

It looks like he succumbed to the vapours.

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Kevin May 20, 2008

He succumbed to a massive blow from the backside of my carving knife.

We had an exciting chase scene when he leaped about 2 vertical feet from the bucket (while I was holding it) on to the kitchen counter. Then he scurried back and forth behind the toaster and the kettle and the stove until he scurried no more.

Prepare to die, A MOUSE!

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Jeffrey Fredrick May 22, 2008

He might have gotten away if he hadn’t twisted his ankle on the counter.

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