Mr.E: We also had a live corner in the army. Two paparazzi and a rat. There were problems with food. The comrade regretted them and heated the bread crumbs in the microwave, and fed the fools of the empty. One swallowed and fell. The rats were not lucky either. The commander from above decided to get rid of it. They were taken to an abandoned radioactive building. Then everybody was afraid that she would mutate, find four turtles, come and give us puzzles.