You Dirty Rat

"THERE'S A RAT BOUNCING IN THE ROAD!" I bellowed on the phone.

"What?" my mom sounded bewildered.

"There's a dead rat bouncing in the road!" I screeched.

"A what?"

"A RAT!"

"R-A-T?"

"R-A-T. RAT! Ugly grey thing with buckteeth!"

"Ew," my mother said, obviously not as disturbed as I was. "Why's there a rat in the road?"

"It fell off some truck or something and came bouncing across the highway towards me. It's dead and shriveled and nasty!" I said, shuddering in disgust.

"If it's dead, how is it bouncing?"

"It's a vampire rat," I said sarcastically. "It's come back from the dead. I don't know, it's just bouncing!"

"On the highway?"

"On the highway!" I exclaimed.

"That's one gross rat," she said.