Dark Night Of The Bunny

......TONIGHT IS THAT NIGHT!"


"What is it, Jeremy? Calm yourself!"
"Yes, yes. I see the croquet mallets... but there will be no time for games this evening friend Jeremy!"
"Onward to Sector Two!"

"You there, small blue goofy looking ghost like character! I seek men of bravery and valor who will join me this evening in securing our domicile from assault by outside forces, specifically a large bunny armed with eggs.... eggs of evil! What say you? Will you stand alongside me?"


"Never mind about bubblegum now, Jeremy!"
"I told you not to let the door shut behind us, Jeremy!"
"Do... do you suppose we will die in here, Jeremy?"
"Jeremy, there's something I've always wanted to tell you..."

"Yes, Jeremy. It was lucky indeed that the buffoon came along when he did. He does have his limited uses."
"And yet, my brief brush with death has left me with a thirst that only one thing may quench..."


"But look, Jeremy! I see something which may aid us in constructing anti-bunny defenses!"
"Damn these so-called 'Tinkerer Toys' anyway! Why do they not come with firing pins?"

"Frustration combined with juice boxes has upset my bladder! To the bathroom, Jeremy!"
"All looks well, Jeremy! I think we can rest easy knowing that the facilities are under the watchful eye of our jubilant homosexual friend here!"
"This place is bigger than I thought it to be, Jeremy. My pixie-booted feet grow weary from my patrol. Time to outsource!"
"Poodle Dog! The library sector is now your responsibility... do not fail me!"
"Look at me when I speak to you, Poodle Dog!"
"Hour one of this dark night of the soul has passed with relative ease, Jeremy. But we shall not rest until the God-sent light of dawn shines upon the Earth... well, maybe we can rest a little..."
".... Jeremy? Who's comfy-soft paw is this upon which we rest?"

"RUN JEREMY!"
"Faster, Jeremy... for the love of mercy, faster!"
"Oh my God! Oh my God!"
"Keep running... oh God Jeremy... keep running!"
"What is happening!?! WHAT IS HAPPENING!?!"
"....mommy..."


"Poodle Dog! The library sector is now your responsibility... do not fail me!"
"Look at me when I speak to you, Poodle Dog!"









2 comments:
How can one person have SO many rad vintage things? It just doesn't seeem possible.......
I steal.
Actually, I just benefit from the fact that everybody who knows me knows that I love that kind of thing, so whenever it comes time to clean out attics and basements there's always a pile of 'stuff that Steve will like.' Even Freaky-Ass-Naked-Fleshy-Feathery-Nipple-Eyed-Conjoined-Chicken-Man-Thing-Creature-Beast-In-Pixie-Boots was a gift.
Also, I steal.
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