Fortunately, the ghosts had special ghost-proof-puncturing arrowheads to kill the rats.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Fortunately there were snakes in the chinks that swallowed the evil rats.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Fortunate for who? We're getting off on a tangent here!
Unfortunately, (for the ghosts, I presume) Evil rats never die, they just become rat ghosts and continue their haunted nibbling with misty, ethereal gnawers.
Fortunately...the rats and ghosts were swallowed by a tornado and the people of the city were at peace again.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Fortunately, Troglokan - the evil bunny-hamster-rodentish-thing - was very small. About the size of a, well, rodent.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Fortunately he was stuck in a cage and taken to the zoo, where he was put in a large glass tank for kids to look at. His plans were on hold.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Fortunately, there was a rainstorm and the weapons of mass destruction malfunctioned.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go... — Dr. Seuss