Mobile: Sir Rat

A rat on the street. Poor, nasty thing. I had a pet rat once. He was white and grey and his name was rat and i suspect he was gay. But all things are lacking the company of women, I suppose. He sure did like to tackle "excrement-head", my roommate's rat. Excrement-head was thusly named due to his affinity for pooping. They died, tragically and without much fanfare. It is hard to love a rat, and we foolishly thought we could.

This could be a metaphor for so many things, but it's not.