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Originally Posted by Mississippi
So I'm just chilling listening to my ipod when something runs across the floor. I initially thought it was my puppy until I reached over my bed to pick it up. I ran like a little biatch. I have no ideal where the hell the rat went but all I know is, I'm not going back into my room tonight. No Way. It really sucks living in the country. Anyone else has had bad experiences with rats?
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you need to get yourself a tool and kill the helll out of that thing for stepping into your arena. man up and show him who's boss as someone said.
once when i was visiting my grandma in the countryside i was sleeping in a century-old house on the farm as there was too many people in the main house. first morning, guess what wakes me up? a big rat running across the cot damn floor. my first reaction was to throw the nearest thing i could find at it - i hit that thing and knocked it over for a second. too bad it was a book about vikings and not a meat cleaver or something.