ehBeth wrote:hows the itsy-bitsy bunnikins today?
koochie coochie koochie cooooooo
Ah...the Bear of Very Little Brain has blathered....how fetching.
Takes one to know one....
caribou wrote:
a grumpy bunny b!tch slapping another bunny
They're HARES, goddammit. HARES!
stuh505 wrote:Nice...
My kind of rabbit.
caribou wrote:
How about getting yourself a grumpy bunny bottle opener?
I like!!!
Heeven wrote:See if this works.
Go to a very public area - preferably a street with lots of foot traffic. Watch out for a guy who looks like he can't run very fast and not much upper body strength. A bit wimply looking is good.
Walk up quickly to him, slap him across the face and shout "B'stard", then burst into tears and walk away from him at a good clip, bawling "I hate you!"
You will find that others, seeing this, will side with you, assuming the guy cheated on you/refused to hold your purse while waiting for you outside ladies room/any number of other relationship complaints.
He will be still standing in the same position, shocked to hell and wondering who you are and what he did.
You, in the meantime, make your getaway, happy at having b*tch-slapped somebody and releasing your tension. Feel the stress float away. Of course your hand will sting for approximately fifteen minutes afterwards, but that's the price you pay for good therapy.
Good luck!
I am shocked. Shocked.
Setanta wrote:In a just world, Heeven would put Dr. Phil out of business . . .
I have of late,
But wherefore I know not,
Lost all my mirth,
Forgone all custom of exercises;
And indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition
That this goodly frame, the earth,
Seems to me a sterile promontory;
This most excellent canopy,
The air, look you,
This brave o’erhanging firmament,
This majestical roof fretted with golden fire,
Why, it appears no other thing to me
Than a foul and pestilent
Congregation of vapours.
What a piece of work is man!
How noble in reason!
How infinite in faculties!
In form and moving,
How express and admirable!
In action how like an angel!
In apprehension, how like a god!
The beauty of the world!
The paragon of animals!
And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
Good lord, I am grumpy, not Oedipus complexed and ghostly fathered into a dither!
JPB wrote:methinks the bunny just lost some of her grumpiness.
Nope.
Roberta wrote:Heeven's suggestion might work for you, but what about the poor slob you slap?
His wife witnesses the scene (she was waiting for him on the corner). She assumes he was cheating. Despite his vehement denials that he never saw you before in his life, the wife files for divorce. She gets the kids, the house, the car, the cottage by the lake. He's in a world of pain. Has no idea what happened. He takes the elevator to the high floor of a tall building. He jumps from the roof. His squooshed and mutilated body is found with a note pinned to his coat. It says, "I never saw that woman before in my life."
Happy now?
Not crazy about the new avatar, Deb. It's so not you.
First horse to run!!!!
patiodog wrote:Quote:
I don't have conjunctivitis...they are just really inflamed. Seems to happen to me when I am fighting viruses.
Grumpiness does not excuse stupidity. If you're conjunctiva is/are inflamed, you have conjunctivitis. By definition.
Some rabbits.
Wish my damn surgery patient would wake up.
Yes, yes, technically correct.....but trivial.
I grant you the itis, but it is part of a general inflammatory reaction, I don't think I have bugs.
