Here's one of the living room. Pretty, no?
This is Lilly Monkey. She is very ferocious.
So imagine my surprise when this fell out of my laundry hamper:
Notice the malicious glint in his beady black eye. This one, he was a fighter.
Immediately following The Great Rat Hunt of 2006, my ceiling popped a giant zit, spewing roughly eight gallons of air conditioner water all over my bathroom floor.
And then came the mildew. Or mold. Really, it just wasn't my job to ask questions at that point. Also, I'd like you to play close attention to the random holes. This is what my douche of a landlord did to "redirect the water flow" into the bathtub, rather than the floor. Smelled great, too.
Here's another one of the rat, just because I know how much you wanted to see your breakfast again:
6 comments:
Charming apartment, your old one, that is.
I'd question the ferociousness of Lilly Monkey when Surprise came out of your hamper.
I would have started packing as soon as the rat appears. No photos. Not even a complaint to the landlord. I'd give my notice from my new, rodent-free apartment.
Did you place that rat on a blue silk piece for effect? Because it worked! Look at the chompers on that bitch!
Your apartment is unique- if it weren't for the rats, I'd live there!
Old apartment, old apartment rats, same old demonic kitty cats . . .
Where's the new stuff?????????
Want to see you breakfast? Then you should check this out.
His teeth are far too big to be considered Not Scary As Hell.
Nice place...minus the nasty ass rat...
...that is one nasty ass rat, by the way...
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