Ok, first of all — this ain’t a logo. Not everything needs a logo, ok?
Second of all... you don’t give a rat’s a*s do you?
But here’s the thing —
That’s the worth of a rat’s a*s when it falls into the hands of a good copy guy.
Such as Prasad. And like a good copy guy, he’s writing copies right now.
I can tell you everything you want to know about him.
Who am I?
I’m a rat. A real one.
Me and Prasad — we speak like real men.
I’m not an AI. Don’t call me RatGPT.
I’m not a superhero. Don’t call me Ratman.
I exist. In flesh, bone, and fur.
You see...there's a reason why Prasad does freelance.
If Prasad went to any legit ad agency right now...”
…they’d look at him the way they look at an oversized rat.
Oh yes — he’s overqualified for the job.
But that doesn’t mean he needs special treatment.
That doesn’t mean he’ll force anyone’s hand to believe or approve everything he writes.
And that definitely doesn’t mean he’ll charge more than he deserves.
Me and him — we have a lot in common.
Just like me, he can sniff good briefs from an interstellar distance.
Just like me, he’ll climb toilet pipes that scrape the skies — just to fetch the idea behind the brief.
Just like me, his teeth are sharp enough to cut through the mesh of any crappy brief.
And both of us nibble.
Small tummies. We never over eat.
