"Ms. Heffalump, 1776 Shitwad Avenue, works for Fat Bastard's Bistro..." When the corporate cats are away, the punchy overworked mice will play. A lesson about what happens when there's no management oversight during crunch time.

This made me laugh like a mental patient. (It wouldn't take much after this week. In fact, Juannie told me I was laughing hysterically in my sleep during the night and woke him up. I do remember dreaming that I was laughing with a group of people in a party setting.)

From theferrett.