rats [Theme]

For those who do not have their own deck, there is a common deck for third-class passengers. And there, in general, excellent, almost no rats. If

Went down the subway today

Rats have played a significant role in the history of Ankh-Morpork. Shortly before the patrician came to power, there was a terrible infestation of rats in the city, and as a method of struggle, the city council offered to pay twenty pence for each rat's tail. For a week or two, the number of rats actually dropped, but then people with rat tails began to line up in huge lines, the city treasury was empty, and everyone was just chasing rats. Which were still swarming everywhere. Lord Vetinari listened carefully to the explanation of the problem and solved it with a single memorable phrase that spoke a lot about himself, about the stupidity of the reward idea, and about the innate instincts of true Ankh-Morporks. "Tax the rat farms," said the patrician.

London ... is like a huge sewer into which it inexorably attracts all criminals, dealers and vagabonds. Sometimes the question is not who is preparing something, but who knows about it. If this man refuses to subscribe to newspapers, I should be aware. If this woman leaves London without placing the dog in a shelter, I should be aware. I have certain people - markers. If they start to act, I will understand that something is being started. They are rats running from the ship.

Two dozen journalists crowded on the sidewalk. Vultures, rats, hyenas - a constant menagerie, regularly gathering in the hope of feasting on tragedy.

Before the war, my parents had half a house in Peterhof. They were very proud of the standard of living that they then achieved. But what level was that? But it seemed to them that this was almost the ultimate dream. They had a terrible front door. The apartment is communal. Without any amenities. No hot water, no bath. The toilet is terrible, somehow crashed right into the landing. Cold, creepy. Staircase with metal railings. It was dangerous to walk on it, all in crevices. There, on this staircase, I understood once and for all what the phrase “cornering” means. There were rats in the hallway. And my friends and I drove them with sticks all the time. Once I saw a huge rat and started chasing until I cornered it. She had nowhere to run. Then she turned around and rushed at me. It was unexpected and very scary. Now the rat was chasing me. She jumped over the steps, jumped down the flights. True, I was faster anyway and slammed the door in her face.

Just take a look. Yes, have the courage to look around and see how people are such little rusty rats hidden in the corners. Who are not capable of any openness at all, of any manifestation of warmth, if they do not flavor it: some with weed, some with tobacco, some with alcohol ...

kis!

- What? I've never seen a bigger rat in my life! I came here - a little bell girl from the city of Tinker Bell ...

- Which ones are these blacks? The usual tunnel dishonor.
- Even when you don't see the Blacks around, they're still there, you think about them, you're afraid of them. Fear is their weapon. Other tunnel reptiles run away from them like rats. Blacks are not just mutants - this is "homotomus" the next stage of evolution, the strongest survives you know? So it's not about us.
- Yes, what happened to you, you are like cattle who are led to the slaughterhouse, and I will cling to life. Until the last. I got it? And when I go to hell. I'll take with me these "homonuses" of yours.
- Go and look!! I have a dozen proven fighters in the hospital, drooling and muttering nonsense, even gutting my soul.

When you talk about tomorrow, the rats in the attic laugh.

Rats squeak loudly if you pinch their tail.

There are people "white and fluffy", like wolves in sheep's clothing, there are thorny people, like hedgehogs, whom needles protect from those who are ready to devour them at any suitable moment.

Once the imperial frigate was going from Skarn to Baringof,
And there was Arianna, the queen of the badgers.
Then a strong wind rose, suddenly a thunderstorm broke out,
The ship's mast was torn off and the sails were torn.
And the frigate would crash in unexplored places,
But on the ship was a clever rat about two tails.
On the remaining mast he is for business, not beauty -
Instead of a sail, I wearing royal shorts! 0-ho-ho! Royal briefs!
He saved Arianna and comforted her at night.
Maybe he's not a badger, but he's a man for sure.
Oh and ah! The Queen sighs all about his tails!