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Alas, Mr. Jingles is no more. I came home to find the mouse police taking photos of his little chalk outlined body, empty bottle of maddog 20/20 in his hand, tiny shriner hat still perched on his head and a camel cigarette butt by his side. Foul play is suspected, however there are no suspects at this time. The outpouring of support has been touching and appreciated. Mr. Jingles is survived by a rat named Selma who lives in Philadelphia. I've arranged for his belongings to be forwarded. Good bye Mr. Jingles, you touched us all, and I won't rest until I find the killer.

MR. Jingles
2005-2005
R.I.P
"a mouse, a friend, a rodent"