“Seventy-seven, seventy-eight, seventy-nine…”
I knew I wouldn’t quite have enough time to clear out the entire house of the rat corpses, so I cheated by hauling the rats through the walls, into the unoccupied neighbor’s residence and out the kitchen window at the back of that building.
Hehe. It would probably have worked better if you’d successfully gotten the angry guy to do the counting. Counting backwards is usually just a little slower, after all.
On the other hand, R.J. might be relatively slow too because of his age. I don’t know, nothing’s been said for or against that.
The last of my bugs left the sky around the house. I timed the arrival of the last few dead rats with the end of R.J.’s countdown.
Of course.
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