Motherfucker. My housemate asked me to come out from my room and help him chase a rat in the house out. All excited, I opened my room door and stepped outside to the dark staircase, and promptly... kicked the rat down the stairs.
I did scream a little. Out of shock mostly. I'm not scared of rats. Hmmph.
The rat was HUGE. With a thick long tail that grossed me out in a strangely interesting kinda way. And it clawed at my foot a bit when toes connected with soft furry stomache. I'm damn glad I didn't STEP on it, I am. Don't want no rat shit rat intestines just outside my door.
Hello, Rat? What the fuck were you thinking waiting outside my room? Trying to burrow your way inside and share my depression? Or roll about in my dirty laundry basket?
I did scream a little. Out of shock mostly. I'm not scared of rats. Hmmph.
The rat was HUGE. With a thick long tail that grossed me out in a strangely interesting kinda way. And it clawed at my foot a bit when toes connected with soft furry stomache. I'm damn glad I didn't STEP on it, I am. Don't want no rat shit rat intestines just outside my door.
Hello, Rat? What the fuck were you thinking waiting outside my room? Trying to burrow your way inside and share my depression? Or roll about in my dirty laundry basket?
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Maybe he was just looking? Or maybe he was a spy...
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