I woke up one Saturday morning, after a hard night of drinking, with a serious hangover only to overhear two rats casually discussing in my room.

The first announced triumphantly 'you dis weak man, yesterday you know say na me eat all the fish for on top all those gum traps for the house!'.

In an effort to prove tougher, the other rat replied 'na that one una do? Shioo!! I dey use the rat trap as swing!'.

As the first rat was thinking up something else to brag about, out from one other corner came another rat's voice.

'See dis weak dodos as dem dey talk'.

I turned to see and there stood this rat in a waist coat and a comb in it's hands. He then proudly announced 'Una no know say na me give the cat for the next house belle!'