That they're injecting the mice with the plague, a disease that, according to the article, is caught by seven or so people per YEAR, or that the poor mice are going to be so sick that they'll keel over and die just after they've escaped their ridiculous prison?
I mean I know that there's a lot to learn about the plague, but wouldn't this money be better spent finding a cure for cancer? Or, shall I say it, Wegener's Granulomatosis?
Girl with titanium hip will rock. Girl with titanium hip will write. Girl with titanium hip will read. Girl with titanium hip will battle crazy-ass disease called Wegener's Granulomatosis. Now stuff that in your spelling bee!
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