As a child...i remember the nightmares. The...the big bunny...he wouldn't stop. He'd chase me for hours at a time...with a giant carrot. The horror...it was awful. His buck teeth...dripping with blood (or carrot juice...i couldn't tell...I was too wasted...) was traumatic. Years passed...I grew older. I found myself plastered off my ass again...sitting on the Easter Bunny's lap. He told me not to move...he swore it was a carrot in his pocket. He brought me back into his rabbit hole...I wouldn't stay. I made a run for it. Years later...what do I get? TOM GREEN DRESSED LIKE A GIANT BUNNY! The memories it brought back...the carrot...it was awful. I ran out of the house and into the middle of the street only to find the giant bunny sodomising Elvis with a giant carrot....the screams of Elvis were deafening. Over and over...he screamed,"Whoa Momma." I ran down the street screaming,"THE GIANT BUNNY! THE GIANT FUCKIN BUNNY!"
This place isn't so bad. The padded walls make it easier for late night slam dancing. Everything's fine...wait...the guard...that's not a night stick...it's...it's a carrot...a giant...fuckin'....carrot. He's pulling his face off...no...it's a bunny. A great big pink fluffy bunny. The horror...the horror...............
(naw, i ain't bored....just a lil batty)