Mickey's Last Supper.

Our third roommate's tenure has come to a close. That's right. Bol and I kick some bootay when it comes to pest control.

We caught the mouse with our peanut butter sticky trap.

And I put Mickey in a paper bag and set him outside to die in nature.

So that makes me the man...even though we BOTH screamed like 5 year old girls yesterday as he scampered around our living room.

Note to self: Keep peanut butter on hand...but not on the floor.