Bill had a conversation with a mouse



His fondness for mice began when he was a kid. A lady who rented from his father lived upstairs, and they couldn't figure out from where the mice were coming. This kept his mother busy setting traps, while Bill played with his little ships 
on an oblong rug. As mice scurried over the imaginary "water", he adopted them as his "passengers". Finally, when the nurse left the apartment, he and his dad went up to check and possibly, clean. The latter was a strong possibility, as the former tenant had stacks of garbage all over the house, none of which had been disposed during her entire stay. Mystery
solved.



So there you have it; this is why he took the time to be polite to a mouse.

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