We used to have a subtenant here in my apartment. He was a pretty lively chap, much into London night life, too. The fragile human minds were not specifically interested in sharing the kitchen with Mickey (the name just popped there!). However, they installed a fancy night club device that provided chillin' house music and elaborate lighting effects (green for u-sonic and red for electro groove).I wish they could ban those ghetto blasters that drive ordinary rodents insane. One night this clubhopper took a toast overdose and therefore hoo-man got his chance to catch the poor wheat addict. The kid was sent to rehab right across the street where our nearest hospital is located.
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