All he wanted was a little snack. A little nosh. Just some crumbs to get him through the day, while he creeps around inside of your walls. He grew too confident in those last days. He was too carefree as food was getting plentiful. Someone had dropped a bunch of potato chip crumbs and he was living large. Now he’s just…Another rat man in a trap.
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