The rabbit pulled at his pocket, a singular fly and a puff of dust escaping from inside. “Already spent the green on something else.”

Pay? Ha! That’s cute. Adorable and funny.

… gimme.

You’re telling me there are just killer beans for sale???

The hell is a castor bean?

Thinking about him

Blue Beetle? More like Poo— Dude, what the ?!$&@?!

Oh-Ho! He can fix that! Want him to commit some crime?

Damn. Almost had him. How’s his favorite secret agent doing? Staying in trouble?

Does he like one lump or two?

“Since when does the flying tin can have horns?”

The Rabbit sits up, leaving an impossibly perfect Rabbit-shaped impression in the pavement where he had laid. “Oh, it’s more than slapstick comedy. I’m the whole comedy genre, doc.”

He tumbles, falling way too hard and too fast than he should’ve. The Rabbit rolled for a good twenty seconds before finally coming to a halt in the Family Guy death pose.

“Oh, yes! I love mindless violence. At least make it entertaining though. Got a fun song to play over your butchery? A funny catch phrase for the end? Hijinks to ensue?”

“Aww, come on. It’s a kiss of appreciation!”

“OW. You’re very rude.”

“Picture me doing all that to your girl.”

“I’m looney on her toons until she —.”

“What’s sexual about bopping heads?”

“Me when I’m an artist who is trying to sort their paintings but I’m also a derailed train.”

“You’ll catch me bopping more than mice on their heads.”

Don’t even know this guy but he looks like he needs it.

It’s the pink goo. Really adds a flavor.

Laws are just threats against the populace to prevent them to having fun by moving your mailbox.

Then, unfortunately, I will have to take passive aggressive countermeasures, like reporting you to your HOA or moving your mailbox when you’re not looking.

Rude? To me? I will accept an apology in the form of a handwritten letter, message wrote into the sand with a stick, or via shouting over a boombox as you stand outside my window in the rain, boombox hoisted about your head.

//: AIDKFKFLGLGKF

Maybe but it still makes me hate you.

Imagine saying this shit and then going on with your day.

Think the brussel sprout is confusing himself for gumdrops.

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