PAUL, YOU ALL AND THE BEST RODENT SALAD BAR AND RATSTRARAUNT IN THE WHOLE DARN TOWN!

There once lived in this abandoned mall a place where all the rats and mice would congregate and patiently wait to eat what two Big Beasts would throw their way after they had their fill from the dumpster up on the hill, down in the valley and everywhere there was inedible garbage to spare.

The Beasts, one shuffling in on two feet, the other, his dog, on four, would bring what they found laying around in gutters and in unlocked vans while humans shopped and bums flopped after dark where no one dared park trucks or cars, where gang wars erupted and sounds of gunfire disrupted the silence of the night.

Paul and You All would return from their shopping spree, he smelling of piss and whiskey. You All, sniffing to make certain the coast was clear, no cops or uninvited flops invading their gourmet domain.

The rats and mice were quite nice, waiting for the bitel they craved when the Big Beasts turned around and soon were sound sleep.
The snoring sound sent them bounding in for leftovers left over in the all you can eat rodent buffet and salad bar.

It was the most popular RATSTRARAUN in the whole darn town!