Taboo
Rats in my bra
So this video made me kind of famous for a bit, well I would probably call it infamous rather though. I walked into Pet Supplies and Plus with 3 baby rats in my bra. Yes, rats. The question most people would ask I guess is why? Well I was just trying to keep them warm I suppose. Plus I was scared that they would die if I left them alone that day so I just grabbed them and went about my errands. I just so happen to drop into Pet Supply and Plus to ask how to care for them. Apparently though I am just one rachet ass type of broad, to answer the question. I’m pretty sure I’m just a little lot hillbilly. Tomboyish. I ain’t scared to grab critters. Cause I honestly did not consider that the majority of civilization, naturally, are in general terrified and disgusted by rats. Dumbass me forgot that part. But the world was there to remind me how it felt about rats. If anyone wonders, at the time, I was in A.A. and knew a lot of people. And so a recovery friend of mine from a halfway house found 3 baby rats on a job site and the mama rat was no where to be found. So of course, I did what I thought was the right thing to do. I also was, at the time, about 6 months pregnant and guess you can say, instinctually altered. Oh and I thought it be awesome to have some really smart and interesting pet rats. Well but anyways, the original post on Facebook received 17 million views. Other repost on Facebook, and eventually YouTube got anywhere from the thousands to millions of views. It was on these videos that the comments just blasted away. That’s where my favorite term “rat titty bitch" came from. Last but not least it was inevitably featured on MTV's Ridiculousness. I was actually in jail when one of the officers came on to my room speaker and said I’d made it in life my video was on Ridiculousness. You see the jailers get a ginormous kick out of my video. Matter of fact, my whole hometown gets a huge kick off my video. I more than certainly will never live this down. People remind me all the time. We collectively laugh. I also think it is kind of hilarious yes. But for the most part it was completely humiliating. I unfortunately have made zero profit from this video. I'm not sure who or if there is, in fact, anyone I could talk to in order to get something from it monetarily speaking. But I feel like that amount of embarrassment definitely deserves some dollars. Hopefully some miraculous day comes and I see some money for the video. But until then I guess anyone and everyone should enjoy this video to the absolute fullest. So but also, if anyone wants to know, I did not keep the rats. They became total assholes. Seems like outside rats hate people just as much as people hate rats, coincidentally, but not half as much as I hate people. Those bastard rats never let me pet them. They just ate and hid from me and plotted their escape. I finally just gave up on trying to domesticate them and released them back into the wild. So but this has got to beat just about anyone’s most embarrassing moment. If you thought you were ever embarrassed just imagine being “rat titty bitch.” I hope whomever if anyone reads this is immensely entertained. I hope it puts a smile on your face. There is so much darkness in the world right now and if I can make over 17 million people laugh, I think I could say I accomplished something with my embarrassment. So hope you enjoyed this writing and I hope you enjoy the video. Thank you.
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