[Oh Haha]

I worked in a feed store. Our "fun" was catching the mice and rats that liked to chew up the bags of feed, hump each other and have the litter in the feed. Once a month we had to rotate the stock and dispose of said critters.

We had this guy named Dave(no joke) that was kind of a loner and strange. He always wore overalls and carried a claw hammer.

One day, he was on a ladder doing something and I was at the bottom holding it steady. All of a sudden, he grabs the hammer and hurls it across the room, probably 20 or 25 feet.I thought he was seeing if I was awake or something.

He climbs down and says "let's go take a look." Gee, ok, Mr crazy with overalls and a claw hammer.

Holy crap!!!! He had killed a rat dead in it's tracks!!!

"That's why I always carry a hammer with me".

I gave him a wide berth after that adventure.