Hey, readers! This is Frank! Delgado! The Friends of Julius guys were nice enough to give me a new column on here so...here I am!
The name of this column is "Aw, Rats!". It's a pun! Well, sort of. It's like what it's about cause it's about being frustrated but also about how I own and care for several adult rats. What's that called? When something is about 2 things at once?
Well, anyways...today I'd like to talk about women. Specifically a woman named Donna Schaffer. You know who you are, Donna. I mean, she's a pretty gal. Don't get me wrong, she's got a shape to her. But what kind of woman lets a man take her to Black Angus, buy her a full steak dinner, take her back to his place, fix her a Pina Colada and then when is confronted with about a half dozen rats...screams like a little baby and takes a cab home? I mean, most of them were in cages. All of them are clean. C'mon, Donna! I just have two words for you:
Aw, Rats!
XO,
Frank
