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The Message Of The Uninsured Mouse

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Subject: FW: The Mouse

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>>Don't let this email chain end with you!

>>Cutest story about a little mouse! Lol adorable!

>>Hugs,

>>Aunt Roberta

Begin forwarded message:

An uninsured mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife, who were also both uninsured, open a package from the White House.

"What food might this contain?" The mouse wondered.
He was devastated to discover it was a Publik Option brand mousetrap.

Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed this warning :

"There's a mousetrap in the house!

There's a mousetrap in the house!"

The elderly chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Uninsured Mouse, this is of no consequence to me. I will pray for you." She then clucked for Mr. Mouse to "Get off my lawn!" so she could return to watching her "programs."

The mouse turned to the pig wearing the VFW trucker hat and told him,"There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The pig sympathized, but said,"I am so very sorry, Mr. Uninsured, but there is nothing I can do about it," and continued to crawl commando through the mud looking for Charlie.


The mouse turned to the cow with the Down's Syndrome baby and said,

"There is a mousetrap in the house! The Publik Option might hurt your baby!"

The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Uninsured Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."

So, the mouse returned to the house, to face the farmer's mousetrap, alone.

That very night a sound was heard throughout the house-- the sound of the Publik Option catching its prey.

The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. It wasn't the mouse, but a red Communist snake whose tail was caught in the trap.

"Пролетарии всех стран, соединяйтесь!" said the snake, and bit the farmer's wife.

The farmer rushed her to the hospital, but since the emergency room was crammed with other uninsured members of the working class, she had to wait three hours before she was routed to urgent care, and when she returned home, she still had a fever, which no doubt was exacerbated by the fact that she had voted against school prayer at the last PTA meeting.

Everyone knows you treat a fever...with fresh chicken soup. So the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard, pried the elderly chicken from her "programs," and served her up hot.

But his wife's sickness continued, no doubt because she thought Kathleen Sebelius "had some good points now and again." Friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock.

To feed them, the farmer butchered the shell-shocked pig.

But, alas, the farmer's wife did not get well...

She died, no doubt because she had given money to the ACLU because she didn't see what "the big whoop was" with Prop 8.

So many people came for her funeral that the farmer had the cow and her baby, to provide enough meat for all of the for the funeral luncheon.

And the mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness. Then he got the cancer and died.

So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and you think it doesn't concern you,

remember ---

We are all involved in this journey called life,

We must keep an eye out for one another,

And Obama's Socialist health care reform plan will kill all veterans, mentally disabled, and old people.

Fwd this to 15 people you pray for. Don't break the prayer chain or you might end up like the uninsured farmer's wife, roflmao!

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Subject: FW: The Mouse

Dear Aunt Roberta,

Please stop screwing up Obama's health plan with your email forwards
about "adorable mice."