I was tired of those rats taking over my house, my building and my clients. I had to put a stop to this. So I decided to call Cacaco Belly Flop, from a distinguished group of apes, who knew everyone in the metaverse; he would know who could help me. As soon as Belly arrived, I received him with a nice Belly Flop Joint. I know that when we went to smoke the joint, the rats appeared, laser and all, to attack us. Belly climbed on the joint, the rat lasers set the pot on fire, and since the window was closed, we all got high. But before he left - and he left me drooling on the living room floor, cuddling with the rats - Belly told me the address of a group of killer cats from the Deep Web, who w...