Once bought two hampsters from the local pet store. All was fine and dandy for a few weeks, until one went insane. Seriously, he sprouted strange tuffs of hair, and killed off his hampster peer by chewing it's neck. I grew quite frightened of the tiny demon from hell, and stuck his cage in the bathroom so I wouldn't have to look at it's little beady, red eyes, until I heard this strange gnawing noise. Turns out that Lucifer could chew through it's plastic cage as well as it's companion's neck. I grabbed the thickest book I could find (a 1000 page Christian novel my grandma gave me for Christmas one year) and placed it on top of it's cage, until it began to chew through the holy words too. What was I to do? The demonic hampster was set on liberating itself, and I, concerned for my safety, had to let it go into the alley way of my appartment building, where it could join the ranks of the army of darkness. These are the kind of things that happen to me ALL THE TIME!!!!!!!!!
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