I got mice last week. They are restless. They don't shut up. Seriously. Then they fight and try to mate. Last night they kept me awake until 1:30am; every second of it I wanted to stand up, pick them up (one by one), and squeeze them to death. Step on them. Throw them outside. Separate them in an apparatus that allows zero movement.

I can't just yell at them to stop, like I could with any human... I can't just kill them; waste of money. It's hopeless[/b]
I had a cornsnake, his name was Bubba and he was a badass... Oh how I loved my Bubba
(He squeezed mice)