Three drunk mice were sitting in a bar talking about how tough they were.

The first mouse knocked back a shot of whisky and said: “I play with mouse traps for fun. I run into one on purpose, and as it is closing on me, I reach up, grab the bar, and use it to flex my muscles twenty or thirty times.”And with that he swallows another drink.

The second mouse downs a whiskey and says: “That’s nothing. I take rat poison, grind it into powder, and snort it just for the fun of it.” And with that he takes another shot.

The third mouse knocks back his Scotch, gets up and walks away.

The first two mice look at each other, and then turn to the third. “Where are you going?” they ask.

The third mouse calls out over his shoulder: “I’m going home to fuck the cat.”