If I could do anything I think I would shrink myself to the size of a mouse. I’d leave the world of men behind me forever, and live amongst the mice. And I would bring technology and art to those uncultured swine, and I would build tiny tools for their mouse hands made from

toothpicks and marshmallows. And I would be their King... nay... their Prince! Gilderoy the Mouse Prince! Ruling from my grand castle inches high, carved from the finest cheeses. And there I would dwell with my three mouse wives, and my twelve mouse concubines. Oh, ho, ho, ho,

ho, ho! Oh, but the wars we’d have with the frogs... terrible. Just terrible. Those metal mice warriors, the atrocities they’ve seen. Yes, that is my dream...