That sounds like a cool variation on the lonely librarian/peanut butter/scottie dog/surprise party legend, except it's a weird dude with a pet rat, and no one ever catches him, so he continues to do it throughout his entire life until one day he's found dead in his apartment Big Willard Stiles, his tallywhacker with more holes in it than a slice of lorraine swiss...
Wow, is it weird that I really want some cheese, now?
"What I learned from the future is Sharpie markers will replace facial hair and all men are impotent except Sean Connery. The future looks bright." - T.P. on Zardoz