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“ One word…… ESPIONAGE.”
Charlie was immediately intrigued. “Shit, Frank, that’s a great idea!” he exclaimed, bouncing with excitement before coming to a sudden stop. “Two things first though. How the hell are we going to spy on a bunch of rats? And second I feel like I need to lie down. Those rats probably gave me damn rabies or something.”
“ Right, right. Sit down, Charlie. ”
Frank motioned to the couch before stepping out to the front of the room, ready to give his pitch.
“ Back n’ the day when I worked the sweatshop in ‘Nam we had workers try n’ pull shit all the time. WHOLE SWARMS OF ‘EM. So you know what we did? ”
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“ Listen here, Charlie. You’ve been fighting those damn rats the majority of your adult life. If you can’t beat ‘em with brute force or poison there’s only one option left to us…”
Charlie swatted at his face, as if reliving the rat attack and feeling the stings and bites from their multitudes of digging nails and sharp little teeth. He wouldn’t be surprised if he’d gotten some sort of disease from them. He was intrigued by what Frank was saying. He had been fighting rats on a daily basis for the past twenty years- or more- and they always won. Frank’s ideas were hit and miss at best, but this one seemed worth a try.
“What’d you have in mind?”
“ One word...... ESPIONAGE. ”
“ The shit’s wrong with your face? ”
“Is it really bad, man?” Charlie asked, hands flying to his face, only to pull them back as he winced. “Huuuuge rat infestation at the bar. I tried to block up the vents so the carbon monoxide would drive them out, but it’s like they’re immune to it now. I’m not, though. Once I passed out, then they really went to town. There were like thousands of them!” He explained, gesturing wildly.
“ Listen here, Charlie. You’ve been fighting those damn rats the majority of your adult life. If you can’t beat ‘em with brute force or poison there’s only one option left to us...”
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