My mother emailed me:
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Who told you about the Bunny of Death - I thought I had kept that a good secret!
And she wonders where I get it from...
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My mother emailed me:
And she wonders where I get it from...
My mother emailed me:
And she wonders where I get it from...
Very entertaining; I couldn't seem to look away from the gigantic rabbit.
Quiet a scary concept when you think of it. Having a rabbit sneak into your bedroom and eat your fingers.
That's mata for ya.
Quiet a scary concept when you think of it. Having a rabbit sneak into your bedroom and eat your fingers.
That's mata for ya.
I like to be comforting.
The picture came first and the poem second. I looked into those dark eyes and I saw a craving for fresh mistaken finger/carrots.
The picture came first and the poem second. I looked into those dark eyes and I saw a craving for fresh mistaken finger/carrots.
I do believe you will be keeping people up at night for years to come.
You'll be having a rep for scaring the heck out of the people who vist your site.
That may be what you want, I dont know.
You'll be having a rep for scaring the heck out of the people who vist your site.
That may be what you want, I dont know.
I didn't know about The Bunny of Death. Thanks for the warning.
My mom saw this and said "I did too tell you! He usually just goes by 'Easter Bunny', though."
My mom saw this and said "I did too tell you! He usually just goes by 'Easter Bunny', though."
It was probably scared away by Uncle Louie. A combination Santa/boogeyman figure that my parents told me about.
If you shared with/were kind to your brother then Uncle Louie saw and told your parents. You got the bigger bowl of ice cream. Nice things would occur.
Uncle Louie was also who we were likely to be given away to when naughty. He'd also snitch if you hit your brother.
Uncle Louie was invisible so it was difficult to tell if he was around and watching.
On an amusing note I was browsing the gift cards one day at University and came across a good one. The outside read "blessed are the pure of heart, for they shall see" and the inside said one name. "Louie"
I immediately bought it and sent it home to my folks.
If you shared with/were kind to your brother then Uncle Louie saw and told your parents. You got the bigger bowl of ice cream. Nice things would occur.
Uncle Louie was also who we were likely to be given away to when naughty. He'd also snitch if you hit your brother.
Uncle Louie was invisible so it was difficult to tell if he was around and watching.
On an amusing note I was browsing the gift cards one day at University and came across a good one. The outside read "blessed are the pure of heart, for they shall see" and the inside said one name. "Louie"
I immediately bought it and sent it home to my folks.
So that's what the Easter Bunny does the rest of the year...
Very haunting....
I think I had best stop molesting my cuddly bunny toys before they exact their revenge on me.
I think I had best stop molesting my cuddly bunny toys before they exact their revenge on me.
Eek. o.0
It's revenge for the rabbits' feet what get sold, it is.
It's revenge for the rabbits' feet what get sold, it is.
Very intimidating, but still no kind of match for Samurai Lapin (no katana). It does seem like a good year-round job for the Easter Bunny. Good for your mother, Mata. Without her influence, there would be no Bunny of Death. Huzzah for homicidal rabbits!
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