In which rabbits can’t get a break…
Keeping with Monday’s Rodent World theme, here’s a continued look into the mind of Seth: Mayor of Crazy Town, aka Rodent World.
I was thinking I’m a bouncer at an exclusive nightclub.
“Whoa whoa whoa, there buddy. where do you think you’re going?” I stiff arm a bunny rabbit with two scantily dressed sparrows perched on his arms.
“Hey man, just trying to dance, drink, have a good time, chill out bro.”
“Read the sign, stew-meat. Guinea pigs ONLY. You ain’t got the squeak, you ain’t takin’ a peek.”
The rabbit tries to squeak, and fails. His sparrows chitter nervously as I eye them down.
“Get lost lop ear.”
The rabbit, crestfallen, hops away, as the sounds of laughter from inside the club taunt him.
