A municipal judge in Missouri screamed when he saw a mouse.
In his bottle of beer.
Randy Anglen says that not long ago he came home from work and opened a bottle of beer. (Let's call it Muller Diet Beer. We newspaperfolk are discouraged from publishing the names of real companies when we can make them up ourselves.)
Anglen says he drank the beer and poured the dregs into a nearby sink.
That's when he heard the "plunk." (That's an onomatopoeia, by the way, the sound of one mouse hitting the bottle -- literally.)
Anglen looked, saw the corpse, and got hysterical.
"The first thing I did was scream in horror," he was quoted as telling another news organization, from whom we borrow. "Then I screamed in revulsion. Then I dropped to the ground, holding my head in my hands while I was still screaming.
"My wife ran in, holding our 1-year-old, and she started screaming and the baby was screaming ... ."
And we understand his angst: We'd scream too if someone had drunk our beer without permission.
Even a mouse.

Posted at July 05, 2004 02:37 PM