So, you want to be an Exterminator?
It’s a crappy job—but hey, you’re still here, so I guess you’re serious.
Here’s what you’ll need:
• A 3,000-word will, at least if you’ve got family or someone who might miss you.
• An IQ of twenty or less, because that’s the only way you’d think this is a good idea.
• A high tolerance for putrid smells—trust me, you’re gonna hurl. And it’s gonna be messy. And no one wants to deal with a hurler.
• Oh, and a valid job permit. Because, you know, bureaucracy still exists.
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With all that settled, welcome to the post-apocalyptic world of New Haven, where a hundred years ago, a highly contagious pollutant spread through the atmosphere. Half the world’s population died. The other half? Well, let’s just say nature got creative. Now, monstrous creatures called Myutants roam the wastelands, and humanity’s survival hangs by a thread.
But don’t worry—Dead End Solutions is here to help! Call now and register today!
Remember, every Exterminator counts. Maybe as a statistic, but hey—you still count!
