The mouse looked over at her and ordered her a drink.
Soon he had moved down beside her and ordered her another drink.
After a third round, the bartender looked up and they were leaving the bar together.
The next day the mouse limped into the bar, barely crawled up on the barstool and sat there gasping for air.
His whiskers were bent and broken, tail was crooked and patches of hair were falling out.
The bartender took one look and said, 'How did it go last night?'
The mouse said, 'Man, that was the best sex I ever had.'
The bartender asked, 'Why do you look so bad?'
The mouse replied, 'Hey between the kissing and the screwing I must have run 10 miles!'"
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