Rat city is not a place on a map, but rather a state of being. You enter
rat city when you are so bloody fucked up you simply become a creature, only suitable company for other sweaty and deranged partiers. Raves, bangers, festivals and 21st birthday celebrations are events that tend to have high rat populations. The moment you find yourself truly and hopelessly
lost in the sauce is the exact moment you enter
Rat City.
Did you see
Morgana last night? She went full rat city and ate a piece of pizza she found on the subway.
I think Olivia went to rat city last night because I found her asleep in a garbage can
clutching a bottle of
everclear.