The fat hairy rat lept, bold, out of the garbage truck on west 38th street. He sprinted towards the sewer; freedom; rapidly crossing the path of a group of business clad ladies, who all subsequently went ‘eeeeee.’ The chivalrous Fed Ex delivery man thought nothing of it as he chased the rat down the street, trapping it by a cab, beating it to death with a broom. The ladies still ‘eee’ ed but were pleased by the gentleman’s chivolery. Gently, the Rat died.