Ahhh – Christmas in jolly old England. Urchins caroling in snow dusted cobblestone streets, paper crowns and crackers around the dinner table, tea with mince pies and scones around the stockings-strewn fireplace…giant mutant rats that are resistant to every poison known to man. I’m sure the rats in England are much more polite than the rude, pushy pizza-stealing rats in New York. British rats are probably quite charming as they chomp hungrily on your frozen little chestnutty toes. Frankly, I’ve never met a rat that was immune to the business end of a shovel.
Poison-Resistant Super Rats – Sometimes the Headlines Write Themselves
