My god lads this has turned into a bigger ordeal than i could have imagined.
Let me catch you up.
So I walk out of my apartment looking like a complete douche armed with my shoe box and dust pan.
I walk two blocks to the spot and there the disgusting thing is.. Still lying there lifeless. I figure it had to be dying or something to be laying out on the ground in the middle of the day..
I threw a few pebbles.. no movement
So going in a felt pretty confident. However as soon as the dust pan touched that phucker he came alive.. Wings flapping and an awful screeching sound.. scared the bejesus out of me but I kept going. Thats when this flying rat snapped out of it and flew off! I tried to swat it with the dust pan but to no avail.
He flew right by my shoulder and I immediately had that feeling like it was in my hair.. you know that feeling like bugs are crawling all over you..
So there I am squirming around like an idiot with a dust pan and a shoe box in the middle of the sidewalk before i remembered I was in the middle of downtown in rush hour.
People were staring. It was not my coolest moment.
So you didn't get him?