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The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth
was

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real. Unknown

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real. Unknown circumstamces

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real. Unknown circumstamces caused

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real. Unknown circumstamces caused Kim

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real. Unknown circumstamces caused Kim to

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real. Unknown circumstamces caused Kim to lose

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.

Unknown circumstamces caused Kim to lose her

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.

Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.

Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.

Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.

Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.

Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police

The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.

"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"

"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.

"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."

"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."

Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."

"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"

"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."

Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.

"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.

"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.

"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."

"Who's Trump?"

"President of.."

"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.

"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."

"We can't destroy.."

"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.

The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.

Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.

"Where's