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Originally Posted by Brianna
I had a very similar experience with a rat. He was fine until he started at that damn shithouse plant. Without warning, everything changed. Suddenly my Laura Ashley nighties weren't doing it for him and he brought a successively slutty type of teddy home for me to wear (NEVER!) and then, the meth.
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Seriously girl. I feel your pain. When the USW (United Shit Workers) shut down the shop, I think they did us ALL a favor. There was too much. Too much cheese. Too much wine. Too much of everything. Suddenly, humble rats thought they owned everything. What they didn't own, they bought. What they bought, they bastardized with ugly paint jobs and bumper stickers and meat drippings. What they couldn't buy they scoffed, especially knowledge. Pandora's box was opened, and it was pandemonium. It was a seedy place. It was rat heaven.