I thought a new word would pop up. I don’t get this thing. Hmmmm, now bunnies are going to be stuck in my head. Like Donnie Darko. I never really understood that movie. Just not smart enough I guess :(.. Well I thought the subject was going to change. Dang it.
This is the cutest animal. Well OK maybe no the cutest. I used to have one though. We named it Bolo, which means “bunny” in my language. Haha not very creative is it. I’m from Madagascar, so my language is Malagasy. :) I’m proud of that, because it’s such a unique place.
I like bunnies. Meghann once ate her pet bunny. She didn’t know it was her pet until she ate it. I never ate a bunny, or at least that is what I think. I miss my dog. She’s better than a bunny. I killed a baby bunny once. I loved her, too. It was very traumatic for me.
They are stupid and useful only when a person needs something to kick with all their humanly mite. (might?) The last time I had a bunny I threw it into the balls at McDonalds and I never saw it again… Good thing.
i don’t believe in the easter bunny and i don’t believe in santa, so why am i sure there is a tooth fairy? because we all believe what we choose to believe in this life.
I want a bunny so badly. I like the gray ones. with short spikey ears. I love how soft they are and how calm they are. They just rest in your arms like it’s no body’s business. GIVE ME BUNNIES!
playboy. bugs. sex. fucking literature. dildo. my friend has one and i sometimes want to eat it. stinky. fluffy. scary. frank. donnie. pink. whores. playmate. papap. fur coat.
San francisco and the 60’s. An apartment shared with a room mate and a bunny. Pete would hop though our apartment looking for things to eat…books, coffee table, bookshelfs. I loved this bunny, he slept at the foot of my bed.
the easter bunny is bullshit, santa is bullshit, so why do i still believe in the tooth fairy??? because i want to, i guess, because when all is said and done we choose to believe what we want to believe
The long grass rustled in the moonlight and a white flash appeared here and there, making it’s way towards me. Finally it appeared at my feet, the little white bunny I knew so well.
I don’t quite get them, you know? Do they fall in love? and if so, how could they have so many babies. Perhaps monogamy isn’t the way to go. They don’t even talk, dont others think it’s rude that they just start having sex with them? How is it consetual?
More evil than midgets. They’ll come for us in the night and eat out brains while we’re sleeping… although it’s likely that we’ll wake up at some stage and have just enough time to scream, “Oh no! It’s the bunnies!”
bunnies are white furry creatures that you want to hug. my brother had a bunny once. it’s name was scooby doo. he was in love with that rabbit. his first love really. when scooby died, he screamed, the rabbit screamed, and eric was heartbroken he got a new rabbit but it was not the same. no one cared when it died.
Bunnies are really nice and cute. I really like how their furry fur feels and stuff. Although I don’t like their legs getting chopped off, I do like the feel of bunny legs. I see a lot of bunnies quite often. They’re so fast! I always want to catch them; do you?
I used to believe in the Easter Bunny until I got confused because it had nothing to do with Jesus coming from behind a rock. I didn’t even know if I believed in Jesus. Now I know I don’t. Which is weird because I went to a Christian college which I actually kind of hated so I guess it’s not that weird.
I wish I’d had a bunny as a child. Something about a bunny rabbit just reminds me of a simple time. A happy time. A nostalgic time. Maybe it’s childhood I miss. Or maybe I’m just crazy. And love bunnys.
fuzzy little creatures eating carrots used for cartoons signs of happiness a great pet a creature of the wild a meal for a family what wonders a bunny can be
Benji my bunny, do you know how much i love you holding you, resting you at my breast you are the one thing in the world that loves me always and never hurts me. you are to me the embodiment of innocence and devoted love. you’re fun to cuddle too.
Steals cars, wears red shoes, but no underwear, and likes screaming. Looking for a short man with a sense of humor, who can call me bunny in bed and laugh about it, while remaining serious about the task at hand.
She was a gorgeous little thing. Everything she wore hugged her just right, like she had been made to show off nothing else. She wasn’t the smartest but she didn’t care when she strutted around the stage, shaking her ass so the little fluff on it could wiggle at its audience. She was certainly gorgeous, no classier trash out there. Not for me at least. And that’s where we’re true to each other.
i love bugs bunny… the most witty and humorous cartoon character. Sometimes i feel he’s a little over smart but then he’s one bunny with a lot of attitude. Bunny also reminds me of the rabbits i had seen at my cousin’s place. One was white with pink eyes and the other (a big one) gray with dark brown eyes. They are lovely creatures but they create quite a mess.
Bunny ,a desirable young lady, a “dust” bunny, or the lttle furball the girl next door carried around. ill never forget that bunny Mr. Hops is what she called him. With a neighbor such as myself im sure glad i wasn’t Mr. Hops. As I reflect back mine and Mr. Hops relationship; I cant help realling that I taught him so many things, and for that i feel i owe him an apology so here it goes.
Dear Mr. Hops,
Im sorry that I taught you what a firecracker was
Im sorry that I introduced you to my cat fluffy
Im sorry for showing that good luck charm i had on my key chain ( I wasn’t aware that it had belonged to your brother)
Im sorry about teaching you how to conserve your food when Ash went on vacation
Last but not least Im sorry I left your door open
Your Friend,
The 10 year old next door
The bunny hopped and hopped and this is a really boring subject to write about – what on earth am I doing. If I was my friend Liz the first thing I would’ve thought about when I read “bunny” would have nothing to do with the animal and everything to do with the Playboy models.
There is a bunny that always shows up in my parents backyard. It hops around and they try to give it carrots, but it never takes them. It shows up sporadically, and we never know where it comes from or where it goes to. I wonder if it has a home. I wonder how old it is.
bunny bunny white as snow, nowhere can you hide.
bunny bunny run fast now, the mans not far behind.
bunny bunny i’ll miss you so, i wish the man was blind.
bunnies are co cute. just fluffy and jumping all over the place. but you know what’s not cute? an evil bunny. with red eyes. not that, you know, nice bunnies can’t have red eyes. i had a bunny, well 2 bunnies, when i was a kid – and they had red eyes. they were good bunnies. their names were sunny and money. and the names rhyme with bunny! huh. whoda thunk it. bunny. just the word is jumpy. jumpy and fluffy.
BUnnies are overrated. Yes they are cute, but like all rabbits they eat they’re ppo. Not cute. They eat them like pez despensers right from their sphinctres. But don’t worry, only the moist mucousy ones
the bunny hopped along thinking it would be great if i could be flying right now. however the destiny of a rabbit isn’t to fly but to hop and run. and mate like crazy. it was its fate and for some reason the bunny who was programed only to hop and run and mate wanted something else. he wanted to fly. but now to get from the grand design to the impossible.
Little lady, your hair so soft, your skin so supple. Come and hop over here and get daddy a drink. You look so cute with your hair in pig tails, you know what sugar pie? You’re my sexy little bunny, I will take care of you and nobody will ever get to lay eyes on your beauty. Come here my pet, and touch me with your holy hands.
The bunny hopped towards my beckoning hand. It nibbled on my finger, probably hoping to find infinetismally small food there, because I did not see anything on my hand that could possibly be mistaken as food to the bunny. It continued, until it was quite satisfied of the search for food in my hand. It scampered away, wagging its little ball of tail in my direction as it continued to hop away. And it’s amazing how such an insignificant memory has still remained for all these years.
this goddamned sucks. i am such a failure. i tried so hard. but it wasn’t good enough, it’s never good enough. i’m never good enough. i guess there’s always next quarter. i wish i were better. i wish i was smart. fuck this. no. i will improve.
ahhh, those big ears. they move me. they’re light and fluffy and they hear all we are saying and they never judge you they never hurt you. oh and people think of candy and naked women but thats not what those bunny ears think you really want.
she’s an adorable little thing, hopping around. one day I hope to feed her lots of hay and make her very fat. Then I can cuddle her more than I ever could now. I think it might be hard to keep looking at her if she’s so small. If she doesn’t get bigger i may have to give up and eat her. I don’t want to but it’s only human. I’m sorry, Rosie.
I remember going to the state fair with a friend of mine. Her name was Annie. Short for Annaleah. Since when have you met a girl named Annaleah? The uniqueness of her name was a true testiment to the girl herself: Beautiful, funny, cute, intriguing, and completely one-of-a-kind. She’s perfect.
I was a bunny for Halloween growing up. soft, white fluffy devilish looking things, not good pets, soft but shit everywhere, white/red eyed combo is the worst, follow the white rabbit.
I thought a new word would pop up. I don’t get this thing. Hmmmm, now bunnies are going to be stuck in my head. Like Donnie Darko. I never really understood that movie. Just not smart enough I guess :(.. Well I thought the subject was going to change. Dang it.
This is the cutest animal. Well OK maybe no the cutest. I used to have one though. We named it Bolo, which means “bunny” in my language. Haha not very creative is it. I’m from Madagascar, so my language is Malagasy. :) I’m proud of that, because it’s such a unique place.
I like bunnies. Meghann once ate her pet bunny. She didn’t know it was her pet until she ate it. I never ate a bunny, or at least that is what I think. I miss my dog. She’s better than a bunny. I killed a baby bunny once. I loved her, too. It was very traumatic for me.
They are stupid and useful only when a person needs something to kick with all their humanly mite. (might?) The last time I had a bunny I threw it into the balls at McDonalds and I never saw it again… Good thing.
i don’t believe in the easter bunny and i don’t believe in santa, so why am i sure there is a tooth fairy? because we all believe what we choose to believe in this life.
I want a bunny so badly. I like the gray ones. with short spikey ears. I love how soft they are and how calm they are. They just rest in your arms like it’s no body’s business. GIVE ME BUNNIES!
playboy. bugs. sex. fucking literature. dildo. my friend has one and i sometimes want to eat it. stinky. fluffy. scary. frank. donnie. pink. whores. playmate. papap. fur coat.
San francisco and the 60’s. An apartment shared with a room mate and a bunny. Pete would hop though our apartment looking for things to eat…books, coffee table, bookshelfs. I loved this bunny, he slept at the foot of my bed.
the easter bunny is bullshit, santa is bullshit, so why do i still believe in the tooth fairy??? because i want to, i guess, because when all is said and done we choose to believe what we want to believe
The long grass rustled in the moonlight and a white flash appeared here and there, making it’s way towards me. Finally it appeared at my feet, the little white bunny I knew so well.
playboy
sweet and white
bucks bunny
space jam
Zayo-bayo, zruncho, kalorii, debelina, fize, volleyball, guzene, match, matei kaziiski, love, cons
I don’t quite get them, you know? Do they fall in love? and if so, how could they have so many babies. Perhaps monogamy isn’t the way to go. They don’t even talk, dont others think it’s rude that they just start having sex with them? How is it consetual?
More evil than midgets. They’ll come for us in the night and eat out brains while we’re sleeping… although it’s likely that we’ll wake up at some stage and have just enough time to scream, “Oh no! It’s the bunnies!”
bunnies are white furry creatures that you want to hug. my brother had a bunny once. it’s name was scooby doo. he was in love with that rabbit. his first love really. when scooby died, he screamed, the rabbit screamed, and eric was heartbroken he got a new rabbit but it was not the same. no one cared when it died.
I had a bunny once that growled. It was the oddest thing. She was little and white and the meanest thing ever. Her was ,ironically enough, Harmony.
Bunnies are really nice and cute. I really like how their furry fur feels and stuff. Although I don’t like their legs getting chopped off, I do like the feel of bunny legs. I see a lot of bunnies quite often. They’re so fast! I always want to catch them; do you?
I used to believe in the Easter Bunny until I got confused because it had nothing to do with Jesus coming from behind a rock. I didn’t even know if I believed in Jesus. Now I know I don’t. Which is weird because I went to a Christian college which I actually kind of hated so I guess it’s not that weird.
I wish I’d had a bunny as a child. Something about a bunny rabbit just reminds me of a simple time. A happy time. A nostalgic time. Maybe it’s childhood I miss. Or maybe I’m just crazy. And love bunnys.
rabbit tortoise run faster, do you believe but i dont like bunny rabbits because of its subjective
Oh, a bunny. How cute and innocent.
But they are cowards. They hide in the snow.
We all hide in the snow sometimes. That’s just how it is.
We don’t want to deal with life, so we hide. But, we still hide for our lives.
We wish to protect that which is dear to us.
fuzzy little creatures eating carrots used for cartoons signs of happiness a great pet a creature of the wild a meal for a family what wonders a bunny can be
Benji my bunny, do you know how much i love you holding you, resting you at my breast you are the one thing in the world that loves me always and never hurts me. you are to me the embodiment of innocence and devoted love. you’re fun to cuddle too.
Steals cars, wears red shoes, but no underwear, and likes screaming. Looking for a short man with a sense of humor, who can call me bunny in bed and laugh about it, while remaining serious about the task at hand.
She was a gorgeous little thing. Everything she wore hugged her just right, like she had been made to show off nothing else. She wasn’t the smartest but she didn’t care when she strutted around the stage, shaking her ass so the little fluff on it could wiggle at its audience. She was certainly gorgeous, no classier trash out there. Not for me at least. And that’s where we’re true to each other.
i love bugs bunny… the most witty and humorous cartoon character. Sometimes i feel he’s a little over smart but then he’s one bunny with a lot of attitude. Bunny also reminds me of the rabbits i had seen at my cousin’s place. One was white with pink eyes and the other (a big one) gray with dark brown eyes. They are lovely creatures but they create quite a mess.
Bunny ,a desirable young lady, a “dust” bunny, or the lttle furball the girl next door carried around. ill never forget that bunny Mr. Hops is what she called him. With a neighbor such as myself im sure glad i wasn’t Mr. Hops. As I reflect back mine and Mr. Hops relationship; I cant help realling that I taught him so many things, and for that i feel i owe him an apology so here it goes.
Dear Mr. Hops,
Im sorry that I taught you what a firecracker was
Im sorry that I introduced you to my cat fluffy
Im sorry for showing that good luck charm i had on my key chain ( I wasn’t aware that it had belonged to your brother)
Im sorry about teaching you how to conserve your food when Ash went on vacation
Last but not least Im sorry I left your door open
Your Friend,
The 10 year old next door
The bunny hopped and hopped and this is a really boring subject to write about – what on earth am I doing. If I was my friend Liz the first thing I would’ve thought about when I read “bunny” would have nothing to do with the animal and everything to do with the Playboy models.
There is a bunny that always shows up in my parents backyard. It hops around and they try to give it carrots, but it never takes them. It shows up sporadically, and we never know where it comes from or where it goes to. I wonder if it has a home. I wonder how old it is.
bunny bunny white as snow, nowhere can you hide.
bunny bunny run fast now, the mans not far behind.
bunny bunny i’ll miss you so, i wish the man was blind.
bunnies are co cute. just fluffy and jumping all over the place. but you know what’s not cute? an evil bunny. with red eyes. not that, you know, nice bunnies can’t have red eyes. i had a bunny, well 2 bunnies, when i was a kid – and they had red eyes. they were good bunnies. their names were sunny and money. and the names rhyme with bunny! huh. whoda thunk it. bunny. just the word is jumpy. jumpy and fluffy.
BUnnies are overrated. Yes they are cute, but like all rabbits they eat they’re ppo. Not cute. They eat them like pez despensers right from their sphinctres. But don’t worry, only the moist mucousy ones
the bunny hopped along thinking it would be great if i could be flying right now. however the destiny of a rabbit isn’t to fly but to hop and run. and mate like crazy. it was its fate and for some reason the bunny who was programed only to hop and run and mate wanted something else. he wanted to fly. but now to get from the grand design to the impossible.
Little lady, your hair so soft, your skin so supple. Come and hop over here and get daddy a drink. You look so cute with your hair in pig tails, you know what sugar pie? You’re my sexy little bunny, I will take care of you and nobody will ever get to lay eyes on your beauty. Come here my pet, and touch me with your holy hands.
The bunny hopped towards my beckoning hand. It nibbled on my finger, probably hoping to find infinetismally small food there, because I did not see anything on my hand that could possibly be mistaken as food to the bunny. It continued, until it was quite satisfied of the search for food in my hand. It scampered away, wagging its little ball of tail in my direction as it continued to hop away. And it’s amazing how such an insignificant memory has still remained for all these years.
this goddamned sucks. i am such a failure. i tried so hard. but it wasn’t good enough, it’s never good enough. i’m never good enough. i guess there’s always next quarter. i wish i were better. i wish i was smart. fuck this. no. i will improve.
“Well, go on then,” he growled, gesturing to the bunny, all furry and white.
“You can’t be serious…”
“No way!”
“We can’t eat a RABBIT!”
He sighed. “It’s not really a bunny you idiots. It’s just some sorcerer who’s been snooping around too much.”
ahhh, those big ears. they move me. they’re light and fluffy and they hear all we are saying and they never judge you they never hurt you. oh and people think of candy and naked women but thats not what those bunny ears think you really want.
she’s an adorable little thing, hopping around. one day I hope to feed her lots of hay and make her very fat. Then I can cuddle her more than I ever could now. I think it might be hard to keep looking at her if she’s so small. If she doesn’t get bigger i may have to give up and eat her. I don’t want to but it’s only human. I’m sorry, Rosie.
I remember going to the state fair with a friend of mine. Her name was Annie. Short for Annaleah. Since when have you met a girl named Annaleah? The uniqueness of her name was a true testiment to the girl herself: Beautiful, funny, cute, intriguing, and completely one-of-a-kind. She’s perfect.
I was a bunny for Halloween growing up. soft, white fluffy devilish looking things, not good pets, soft but shit everywhere, white/red eyed combo is the worst, follow the white rabbit.