Sometimes the neighborhood Exxon/Dunkin Donuts wins over the "summer body".

I hate rodents. So does Lloydski. Rats in the subway, trash, whatever. It's a dirty city, no big deal. But when you clean your apartment as infrequently as we do ( we have food leftovers from the SuperBowl in our fridge), sometimes you come across some shit. Drewzy used to exterminate when he was crashing on our couch, but now it's all us. We were just shrieking like little girls. I thought something smelled weird.