Of Unknown Origin

Rats… Not those big fat hairy disease spreading movie rats that kidnap babies, but fucking rats just the same. Rats! Jesus. Three of them, scurrying around in the walls nibbling on shit, driving him fucking nuts... But he killed those little fuckers good, snapped their scrawny little necks using those old school traps that he bought for three bucks a piece at Home Hardware. Thwack-Thwack-Thwack! Just like that. Whole thing made him feel like a man. He tries his best not to think about the teeny tiny pools of blood or those sad little faces.

I am rat killer. Hear me squeak.