Pop goes the Peep

It's been one of those mornings at the office. After doing a site inspection with an exterminator, I found a stale Peep (one of the yellow ones) on a workroom shelf. Gee. Wonder why we have mice. At any rate I found the Peep.

And I may or may not have just put it in the microwave. At first I thought "oh I'll feel much better if I smash this". Then I though, "no, I'll feel much better if I put this in the microwave."

Long story short, I feel much much better :)