The Bunny Was Funny, Raised B

Here's How Some Bunny Made It By A, "Hare"

Once upon a time in a huge metropolis called Danville, Va. there was a bug forest. In that big forest lived a little rabbit who answered to the name of No-Name. The reason she was called that was because she was the 12th baby in the litter. Her mom ran out of names to call all those babies so that was the only thing she could think of right off. Her daddy said, "Whatever you say, dear. I can't even tell the sex of all those young 'uns. Let's say if they're females, we'll call them Misty. If males, we'll call them Mr." Since it only took a few weeks for the mamma to have some more babies, it became a regular thing for all rabbits to have more babies. They were trashy little things which is why they are called a, "litter." Girls come from a, " 'hare'-um."

Unfortunately, their family was growing so quickly they ran out of names to call all those babies. They also couldn't tell the gender of their own young ones which made it become that much more difficult to think of some suitable names for each one of them. Finally they just decided if they were females, they'd name them Misty, or males, they'd name them Mister.

Yet one day while, "it" was hopping through the woods, "it" came upon some tracks. Not knowing anything about them, "it" followed them. After a while some loud sound came from up ahead. That caused the baby rabbit to follow them. When a loud sound came from whatever had made the tracks, it jumped off the path and hid in a hole in the ground. As the sound got closer and closer, it saw what was on those tracks, it was a train. The thing was she didn't need to catch a train.

As Misty, or Mr. hopped through the forest, it eventually came upon a great big garden with all kinds of delicious-looking vegetables. Sine it had left it's home without eating any breakfast, naturally, it was quite hungry and all that food looked smelled so good, it had to go eat some. As it got right in the middle of all those leafy, green stalks, suddenly she was jerked off the ground and held upside down in the air. It had just been caught in a rabbit-trap, set by Farmer McGregger. He was Mr. McGregger's grandson, the same one who had caught It's cousin, Peter Rabbit a while back. There was a bell tied on to the trap which rang quite loudly and hurt the little rabbit's ears and since they were so long, it was extraordinarily painful since there was no way to cover them. It was definitely caught.

About that time, who should come running down the path towards his garden then the dude himself, Mr. McGregger. He was laughing hystericly when he saw the little bunny dangling from one leg, upside down in the trap he had set for the rabbit.

"Aha! I got you, you little vegetable thief!" he laughed loudly, "Nothing is allowed to eat my food other then me! Now you are gonna pay, with your life! That will teach you to steal my crops!"

As he lifted his ax up over his head and smiled a right evil-looking smile, all of Peter's friends and relations came running out from behind trees and in their holes. They all jumped on Mr. McGregger's hand, knocking the ax to the ground, and then they all commenced to biting him with their razor-sharp teach, also kicking him with their extremely strong leg muscles. He tried to pick up his ax, but one of them hoped off with it. All the others knocked him down then bit him with their razor-sharp teeth and kicked him with their really strong leg muscles which caused him to yell out in pain. After a few seconds of that, he rolled over and got up to his feet then ran through the woods, screaming bloody-murder. Well, actually he screamed, "Aaaaa!" which was just as good. All the rabbits were laughing histaricly as they slapped each other high-3s because they didn't have any fingers to do a high-5 with. No-Name also joined in with the celibration after several seconds had passed and had caught his-her breath since it was running away.

That made all the other rabbits frown at her and asked, "Why can't you stay out of trouble for even a little while? You sure are a forelegs-full!" hey scowled at, "it," but when, "it" shrugged, they all broke-up laughing. They imbrased in a big group-hug.

When No-Name frowned and looked down at the ground, all the others laughed, so that brought a smile across it's face. A few months later it joined The Playboy Club and really soon became the official mascot for the magazine. That brought some fame into it's life. A few weeks later it fell in love with another bunny. Since nobody could tell what gender they were, it really didn't matter who was the bride and who was the groom. Yet after a while one or the other of them became great-with-children. After blessing the whole forest with 12 new additions to the world, it felt like it's purpose on this old Earth had finally been fulfilled at last, so like the best-written children's stories of all-time will officially finish up with,

"THEY ALL LIVED, 'HOPPILY' EVER AFTER!!!!"

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The end. By, Cuz Roye.

Have Fun At This BIRTHDAY Time, Shawanda!!!!

When Birthdays come they make you feel much older, folks hate that with zeal, but not you. With youth, you have found the fountain. Although that Ponce Deleon guy failed at that, there's no need to cry because you don't have one gray hair worth countin' .

At work, you're one great supervisor who helps me do good, nothing's wiser. I'm the best janitor on this whole planet. To make the office be less dirty and see that it's all nice and perty is my job so that whole place, I will, "janett."

Your name means pretty woman so it does fit you great, that, I know. That means with guys, you'll have a lot of fun. You've got bats in your belfry, flying. To have success is what you're trying. Those, "bats" will help you to hit a home run.

That Carawinds trip was quite groovy, more fun then watching any movie, but riding those rides, you were really chicken. By calling every Name of Jesus was good, since He's the One Who'll please us. The Colonel had some corn that he was pickin' .

Although you cannot say, "strawberry" it's nothing to be shamed of, very. Some people's tangs get tungled up, like mine. Still, John The Baptist had some trouble with saying words fast, on the double. Your tongue fits in with your eye-teeth just fine.

Your young 'uns make sure you are hopping. If they're upset, your mouth is dropping. When they'll be happy, life for you's not sad, "butt," sometimes you'll yell from your throat when they do things that, "get your goat." If that occurs, life for all is right, "ba-a-a-a-a-ad."

Your name, I can remember easy because it's pretty, it's not sleazy. Since it means Princess, queen is in the air. My last name means King, so I'm royal which means good times, I'll never spoil. Red hair, blue eyes is royal everywhere.

Plus your name, unlike lots of folks, is one that's found in knock-knock jokes. "You, 'Wanda' come and play?" is the punch-line. That, "punch" is good, though not Hawaiian, is no need for you to be cryin' . To, "line-dance" is fun if the, "square" is fine.

That's fun when I go to The Planet. The weight comes off like heavy granite, removing pounds from me with lots of ease. One thing that's sweeter then a clover is when I'm done with this, "hangover" my belt so I'm cured of, "done-laps disease."

It's Birthday time so celebrate. Do things you love since that sounds great. When that occurs, you'll be quite happy and life will be right much more snappy. Go do your thing. Much love, your buddy, Roye?