I remember a dead rat, he came with me to Mars.

Maybe a dead rat over in a corner, something like that.

Getting closer, I could see that it was a dead rat.

A moment later he was holding a dead rat in his hand, a big one.

Dinner once even turned out to be a dead rat.

It is almost the look of a very nearly dead rat.

After all, a dead rat could not crawl away by itself.

What did you put in it this morning, dead rats?

Is that pieces of a dead rat on the floor?

I cannot fight back 105 because the dead rat is in my way.