Fueled By Concentrated Awesome

this is my ride after the apocalypse, don't be too jealous.

This Is My Plan At Least

Actually During the time we raised mice, one of the longest lived of the boys sort of kept this strategy. We kept his cage in a giant tub, and no matter how old he got he could always slip between the bars. Quite the opposite of his brothers and sister, who got quite chubby, and rotund in general. He was thusly named Jailbreak