Comments on: Shhh… I’m Huntin’ Wabbit

By: Debbie

Debbie — Fri, 25 Mar 2005 18:09:31 +0000

I’m pissed that you implied that there is a Buddy Squirrel on Wacker – you’re such a tease! How can you play with my emotions like that? Sadly it seems the closest Buddy Squirrel is in the next state.

By: Jenny

Jenny — Tue, 22 Mar 2005 05:55:27 +0000

H: Ooh... I'll remember that the next time I'm in the market for a new car. I need to bring a bad ass with me!

R: I can't risk putting you into a coma - I'll have to get you a carob bunny.

H: If you want a piece of the action, leave $30 in an unmarked envelope by the Jamba Juice. Await further instructions.

By: hooizz

hooizz — Tue, 22 Mar 2005 02:54:43 +0000

shucks! ive had my eye on that bunny for weeks. ever since lent started ive been redirecting all of the funds that i normally dedicate to my traditional hedonism to the “fat as’ a choco bunny fund”.
i like to think that im putting the as’ back in fat.
damn you jenny… damn you! *fist shakin* ha!
cheers
hooizz

By: Robert

Robert — Mon, 21 Mar 2005 16:29:35 +0000

Save me an ear, will you? That ought to be good enough to push me into a diabetic coma.

By: heidi

heidi — Mon, 21 Mar 2005 06:48:01 +0000

Good work. I’m takin’ you with me next time I go a-bargaining. We could be fierce.
I helped my friend buy a new Honda Accord and I went from sweet, flirty Heidi to first-class-take-no-shit-from-nobody-especially-you-skeevy-salesman bitch. It was fun. But easy to do since it wasn’t my car and I didn’t care if they liked me or not. I can only do that if I have no emotional investment.
A solid chocolate bunny of any size is an emotional investment.