oh, brooklyn housing

dear rodent-type creature that is trying to eat through my kitchen wall (again) and your cousin who is ..... somewhere.....


fucking leave, ok?

your incessant nibbling is very distracting. if i'm not going to sleep, that's going to be on *my* terms, not yours, k?

your kind is not wanted here.

i understand your fun was destroyed when the owner next door decided to start doing some work, which ended *your* playtime. but you've already et through a significant portion of the pantry. there is NOTHING FOR YOU HERE.

did i mention you're making me more rodicidal than i already tend to be?

go back from whence you came and we can call it a deal.

i've already been called soul-less for accepting and/or promoting the use of snap traps, don't make me prove what i'm capable of.

sincerely,
me

p.s. did you not buy yourself a clue when i, who am still allergic to fur, let my landlord's dog into the apartment to sniff your ass out? [they tell me it's more humane when it's animal (sic) on animal.] be nice to yourself and find another pad.