Do you all remember that mountain climber that became stuck in a canyon in Moab, Utah and had to cut off his arm to survive? And then they made a movie about him called 127 Hours? And now he's all famous?
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Well, I know someone that did something similar to that guy back when I was in college in 1995. With the fame that guy received after that movie and now all of the episodes of "I Survived" that I never, ever miss on the Biography channel, this girl I know is trying to get famous off her story now.
She will never get all famous by me just telling her story here in the Break Room, but I thought I would at least give her a shot. Honestly, I don't want her to get too famous because I don't like her. At all. The incident that she is hoping propels her to super stardom happened right in my house. It's just that if she's famous over something that happened at my house, I'm hoping that I will get a piece of the pie, too, you know? Maybe an interview on the OWN channel or something? MAYBE I WILL GET TO BE ON "I SURVIVED", TOO????
Before we go any further, let me show you her picture. In the snapshot below, she is singing the Diana Ross song that she adapted to tell her story. And, yes, she is singing the nasty lyrics about me.
Here she is:
Isn't she ridiculous? Have you EVER seen a mouse with diamond studs? Word on the streets is that the mice community absolutely loves her song and are tripping over their four feet left and right buying her single. They're too stupid to know Diana Ross did the song first. They think Fran Mouse (now "P!nk", which, again, the stupid mice don't know already exists) up there came up with the lyrics all by herself. They're throwing money at her like it's their own and not stolen from the houses they infest day after day. P!nk doesn't care. P!nk pockets that money anyway.
The short story is this: Fran Mouse (there is only one P!nk to me) tried to get in the pantry of our apartment where my roommate and I had laid some of those sticky traps. We had suspicions that Fran and her kind were scurrying about in there when we weren't looking. One morning we got up and saw evidence that Fran Mouse had been on a sticky trap...and had escaped. Fur. Bl-- You know what? I don't want to even go into it. You could be eating some oatmeal while reading this for all I know. I want to be the LAST person to ruin your oatmeal-eating experience.
But, yeah, Fran Mouse escaped. Her instincts for survival kicked in making her realize it was better to lose a paw (Oh, no! Your oatmeal!) than to sit on that dang trap until my roommate or I found her. Amazingly, she healed and is still around 17 years later trying to tell her story.
If she wants to get FILTHY rich, she's already halfway there.
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16 comments:
OMG FRAN!!!
So er, what did you do with the um, paw?
I totally understand your animosity toward Fran! But if you get on "I Survived," I hope you don't try to out-do her garish diamond-encrusted style in an attempt to divert attention from her, and end up wearing something like a tiara, or ruby slippers, or a glittery cape, or a BeDazzled swearshirt. Because, let's face it, a tiara would just end up making you look silly.
Also, I'm really excited to be one of the Most Clicked - woohoo! Thanks for the happy happy joy!
OMFG...the stud?
Fran...I love fran.
Kelley!!! I almost lost my coffee. I was reading it...scrolling....reading...scrolling...then scrolled to a rat. LOL. That was awesome. And she is ridiculous with those diamond studs....she probably stole them from you! Thanks for the link up! xoxo -Kim
Fran. Ah, Fran! Such style, such aplomb.
Now that's a rodent who's going places!
Pearl
Man, I hate a fame-whoring rodent.
I blame Mickey, of course.
This is why they will still be around even after we humans are long gone - I'm just sayin'. Dig the diamond studs, too!
I really can't stand mice, but Fran...hmmmm...
Oh it's like THAT! hahaha You are insane! I love it!!! :)
EWWWW! Fran IS a surviver. What an impressive mouse. She and Mighty Mouse should get together and have lots of creepy mouse babies. :)
Ok this is officially comment number 4. I'm trying. Blogger is hating me today. I loved this story. It made me laugh as I also had a relative of Fran's come visit. His name was Fondue. We had quite the battle. Anyway I hope you have a great day and I love Paige's face! That woman should have been a rock star. Glad she sent me over.
Go Fran Go! Hollywood always has happy endings. (LoL)
17 years and still kickin'!
Why didn't I see that ending coming? You' re 1 funny girl. Though right now my breakfast wants to leave by the same way it entered. Thanks for the laugh.
One day I'll have to tell you all about the friend of mine who sued Wal-Mart over an injury he sustained while trying to trap a mouse with a trap within the store.
Ha - I will give you a hand (or a paw) for a great story!! In my case I literally gave up all use of glue traps because I do not like having the animal alive and suffering for an extended period of time. A spring trap would be awful to encounter when I am at the supermarket sniffing around for food, but at least my demise would come quickly. But to just wallow in the LaBrea glue pits with no water and no way out - that is an unthinkable end so I won't even subject vermin to such a fate! W.C.C.
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