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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 was real.

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

"Where's Waldo?

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 Waldo? My

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 Waldo? My soldiers

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 Waldo? My soldiers last

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 Waldo? My soldiers last saw

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 Waldo? My soldiers last saw him

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 Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking

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 Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune

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 Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice

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 Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with

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 Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye

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 Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."

Meanwhile

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 Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."

Meanwhile, 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.

"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."

Meanwhile, the behemouth

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 Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."

Meanwhile, the behemoth slept

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 Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."

Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with