Concerning the history of rabbits

but what should we read. surely not the morganstern again?!? Discworld. I will write more on my story tomorrow.
 
Little did the human race know that there airfreshners were no match for the ever increasing technologies of the rabids. One of their finest inventions was for space travel- the RXR 298. Soon, the rabids were sending emiseries to all of the neighboring planets. Two by two they would go and try to blend in with the non inteligible beasts of the planet. Their job was to study and send back information to what had now become, the mother planet. As the year went by, the became part of the expected wildlife to be found on life filled planets. the rabids had concocted their own language and now used it alone, lest the humins discovered their diabolical plans.
 
Rabbit spies?? That's so awesome! For all you know, your rabbits could be watching your every move! :eek: And I would like to hear this diabolical bunny language. It sounds of interest.
 
they go thump thump when some eminent doom is coming towards them.:) And their use of sign language is pretty simple. When they try to claw your face off, they are scared. Or about to enact their evil plan. I'm not so sure anymore. :cool:
 
Much, much later...

A small boy with sandy brown hair ventured out into the rolling countryside. His name was everett, a name that he whole-heartedly despised. What else can one say about Everett? not much... except that he was a little odd in that he was an avid collector of all things bunny. his room was full of rabbit parafanillia. For the last seven years of his life, he had been begging his parents to let him own a real rabbit of his very own. unfortunitly, in his seven years childhood, he had never quite grasped the fact that it takes effert to sustain the life of an animal. the only pet he had ever known was his goldfish, lucky. lucky wasnt very lucky for after going several weeks without being fed, everett found him floating on the surface of his fish bowl. after that, his parents, who were strong animal rights activists, forbid him from ever having a pet again.
as the boy walked, allowing his feet to make little "roads" in the tall grass, he thought about how to best get around to convincing his parents that he had learned from lucky and was now better prepaired to own and care for an animal- more specificly, a bunny.
 
wow, this story is "old" lol

As Everette passed by a rather unobtrusive over-turned wheelbarrow, he heard a slight nibbling sound. Something must be chewing on something. Nimbly he looked behind the wheelbarrow but saw nothing there. He continued walking and her footsteps. Upon turning around he saw... agent #899838388390000.34- er a rabbit.
The rabbit looked at him with steely yet inocent eyes. It smiled slightly and then hopped up to where Everette stood.
"Hello, little animal. i won't hurt you." Everette insisted. After Lucky, he was still feeling unlucky concerning convincing his parents that he was again ready to own a pet.
 
haha i am glad you like it. :D it is kind of a joke between my friends and i cuz we secretly think rabbits are evil lol
 
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