I couldn't decide between "grimm" and "thor". So.

I have no self control. My evil, horrendous friend Keri knows this, so she took me into a pet store with hairless rats. The store clerk said that they weren't tame. So of course, who was petting them in an hour? And who couldn't bare the thought of leaving the coyest, biggest male behind because he was bruxing and eye-boggling up a storm?

Lord help me.