fuck rats. can’t stand the damn things. when I was a kid in philly. the local cops paid 50 cents per dead rat back then. used to go down to the old sugar plant/mill
whatever it was called back then. find a rat hole, pour water down and wait for them to come up. thick leather gloves and a good piece of pipe. and a bag
three of us used to make a few bucks a day doing that. and after you got a few
or a dozen, head down to the local police station to get paid.
most of the time, the cops never counted them, asked how many and paid you
but you had to dump the rats in the can out back first .
things where a bit different back in the 1960’s. today, they would let them run free or something just as stupid.
Raticide! How horrible! Yoooouuu are dethththPIKable!
fuck rats. can’t stand the damn things. when I was a kid in philly. the local cops paid 50 cents per dead rat back then. used to go down to the old sugar plant/mill
whatever it was called back then. find a rat hole, pour water down and wait for them to come up. thick leather gloves and a good piece of pipe. and a bag
three of us used to make a few bucks a day doing that. and after you got a few
or a dozen, head down to the local police station to get paid.
most of the time, the cops never counted them, asked how many and paid you
but you had to dump the rats in the can out back first .
things where a bit different back in the 1960’s. today, they would let them run free or something just as stupid.
Raticide! How horrible! Yoooouuu are dethththPIKable!