Hec, dude! Book. Is. A. Hit! No less than 5 people hve told me "I must have this!" Those weren't even the people I was pimping to.

Sweet! My new marketing plan: buy a copy for Daisy's DH's bar to leave at the counter. Replicate in cool music bars across the country.

My Dad chopped a rat in half with a shovel. Fully bisected.

It's the non-linear thinking with the pen that made me think he was artistic. One of the friends I'm thinking of went to the Art Institute, so maybe it's a Chicago thing*. And I was going to say that I'm unaware of him killing any mice, but then I remembered that he had a pet boa for a while.

*They strangle one of your mice with a pen, you beat one of their mice with a hammer. That's the Chicago way.

Dear Emily,

I am not tommyrot's (plural) friends. I am his friend.

Furthermore, "Gus" is not the plural of anything.

Sincerely,

Your Many Admirers.

My Dad chopped a rat in half with a shovel. Fully bisected.

I have to ask - width or length?

I have to ask - width or length?

Heh. Now I'm curious too.

My dad would occasionally shoot things (bats, a snake, etc) but that was about it. Come to think of it, there were rarely any rodents on the farm, as we usually had a population of 5-10 barn cats.

OK, ew. To all of it. Though I'm glad Emily got rid of her rodent problem. I think ita's mother's method is my favorite, though I doubt I could pull it off.

Furthermore, "Gus" is not the plural of anything.

Well, not unless there is such a thing as a "gu".

I have to ask - width or length?

Width. Had the rat pinned down with a shovel. Called out to the next door neighbor, "Is this your daughter's guinea pig?" Neighbor came over, looked over the fence and said, "Guinea pigs don't have hairless tails."

::Chu-SQUEAL-nk::

Chu-SQUEAL-nk

I shall have a t-shirt made with this utterance. Several, shall be those who get it.

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