I always refer back to the days of Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, the Rat Pack. Back when everyone wore a suit because that's what it was to be an entertainer. You were stylish and you were fly, and it was an effortless fly.
I love Mardi Gras. I'm a street rat.
It is worth thought what kind of mind or condition or disposition is open to flattery; for poison would not be spread if the rats ate it not.
Visiting is a pleasure; being visited is usually a mixed or ambivalent joy. . . . The visitor can always go home; the visitee is already home, trapped like a rat in a drainpipe.
Doing research on the Web is like using a library assembled piecemeal by pack rats and vandalized nightly.
I'm not Hollywood. I'm a Quarter Rat. I belong here.
Nobody near me here, but rats, and they are fine stealthy secret fellows.
Today coming to work, I saw one of those only in New York scenes. It was a rat who had passed out after choking on a pretzel.
Humans are now the most numerous mammal on the planet. There are more humans than rats or mice. Humans have a huge ecological footprint, magnified by their technology.
it annoys me a bit how people like squirrels but not rats. at the end of the day they're the same thing, except that squirrels have had a better upbringing.
WHO KNOWS WHAT EVIL LURKS IN THE HEART OF MEN? The Death of Rats looked up from the feast of the potato. SQUEAK, he said. Death waved a hand dismissively. WELL, YES, OBVIOUSLY ME, he said. I JUST WONDERED IF THERE WAS ANYONE ELSE.
I'm not 'worked up' so much as 'fed up' with the rat faced whores in the Conservative Party who neglect to invite me to announcements in my riding.