Why PETA and I Are Enemies

It all started when my damn house was infested.
I killed every rat in my house and I was arrested.
I told my ex-girlfriend what I did and the witch gave PETA a call.
They said that what I did was immoral and not acceptable at all.
All I did was kill fifteen rats with some mouse traps.
During my trial, the head of PETA gave me a hard slap.
Instead of banging her gavel, the judge cheered because I was slapped.
I said "F*** You" to her honor because I wouldn't take the bitch's crap.
She hit me on the head with her gavel ten or eleven times.
Killing rats isn't politically correct and it has become a crime.
Even though it's illegal, some idiots are still selling mouse traps in stores.
I killed fifteen rats but I sure as hell won't be killing anymore.
PETA suggested that my wiener should be placed on a mouse trap.
They took that advice and my dick was flattened when it snapped.
Besides getting my cock flattened, it also hurt like the dickens.
My cellmate told me to take it like a man and not be a chicken.
When I was arrested, people were so pissed that nobody would pay my bail.
What the hell is wrong with people, I killed vermin and now I'm rotting in jail.