Since the comic strip was already doing a storyline where a con man steals Minnie's affections, Disney's idea was that Mickey becomes so dejected over the breakup that he spends the next week trying and failing to kill himself.
This leads to him cackling with manic glee as he tries to set his house on fire while Huey, Dewey, and Louie are still in bed.
Has someone been spending time inside Clarabelle Cow's stable? This is the least racist way you were legally allowed to draw a black person in the 1950s.
So, over the next few days, Mickey tries every suicide method he can think of, from jumping off a bridge.
The dealer is exposed for his crime of sedating the population, leaving Mickey and Goofy free to continue dealing amphetamines in peace.
Yeah, this comic is packed with baffling decisions -- it also depicts the effects of a disease on the organism by showing a microscopic race war being raged inside your body, complete with gangs of bacteria stabbing red blood cells to death in a miniature re-enactment of West Side Story.