I be talking about both the outer neck and the inner person, Bill W, believe me...
Nah - I be a civilised Wabbit - not a brute!
A CAUTIONARY TALE FOR ALL WABBITS
ONCE upon a time there
were four little Rabbits,
and their names were --
Flopsy,
Mopsy,
Cotton-tail,
and DLOWAN
NOW, my dears,'' said old
Mrs. Rabbit one morning,
``you may go into the fields
or down the lane, but don't go
into Mr. McGregor's garden:
your Father had an accident
there; he was put in a pie by
Mrs. McGregor.''
Wabbit pie, ummmm, interesting!
I fail to see how becoming a rabbit pie meets the normal criteria for "accident."
It was suppose to be a carrot pie, but the rabbit ate the carrots and therefore accidently became a part of the pie!
That's logical Bill. Good job the rabbit hadn't been eating thistles.
First time I've ever heard of a pious pie - puzzled!
Pious - in my lexicon - means of or relating to pies.
It ain't funny if youse has to 'splain it.
Whoa! That thing is cute!
HELP! I was attacked by a.....by a......happy face? LOL c.i.
Do you a power of good it will, CI!
