Like zombie mice . . .

So I'm cleaning up my study, sorting piles of books and file folders,Herbal cigarettes, prepping for the coming student teaching semester and there, at the bottom of a pile of books on my ottoman, a bag of tobacco and rolling papers. I felt like I had found a dead,stop smoking now, dessicated mouse carcass and it was moving. Eek! Zombie Mouse! I picked it up by a corner and headed downstairs, grabbed a lighter and went out on the back deck. I openned the bag...and dumped it into the grass. I pulled all the papers out of the packet and loosely piled them on the grill and set them aflame. Evil little zombie mice, coming back from the grave to try and haunt me. HAUNT ME WILL YOU!? Ahhahahahaha! Burn, Burn, Burn!Heehee.