All disapproval, all the time.
Disapproved of by
Nothing so rare as a Monday reprieve.
Oh Lyra, don't be so disapproving. The outdoors is nice, really. :)
Pit-bull bunny. RUN!!!!
Through trial and error, I have found annihilations to go much better after a refreshing nap and a light snack.
All I can imagine is fur and claws coming at me when I look at Lyra's picture.
Oh my Lyra... stare of doom!
On the subject of reprieves, RG is back! RG, don't know if you are simply refusing to dignify the comments left for you on previous DR post with a response or if you haven't seen them or if in the spirit of Lyra you just aren't going to annihilate us now, a decision I hope you won't regret.
Sorry about the two messages. I don't know how I did it or how to undo it.
Lyra seems to be threatening to leap outta my monitor at me, and give me an up-close-and-personal disapproval. With teef. And blood. My blood.
Another reason to be afraid of Tuesday.
Oh my, I did miss the announcements of my premature demise. Slacker - what else can I say. Had my head down in a bunny pen cleaning I guess. Thanks for the chastisement.
Fleetie, she does take on a kind of 3D effect there ... I'm afraid if we wore our 3D glasses, it might be all over for us!
What a complicated little bunny - all knotted up inside with prophetic insight, searing self-knowledge, regrets, wavering mercifulness, and anger. Where is Shakespeare when we need him? Actually, we always need him, but it is an especial shame to see this dramatic angst given voice only in prose.
"Is this a bunneh I see before me?""Out, damn hoomin!"(It's late, and it's been 25 years. Give me a break!)
My oh my Lyra, you must have surely picked up that stare from your stint in the pen! So glad you have a family now to disapprove of!
I feel very strange, like I've been hyp-no-tized...
Yes, Lyra won't destroy us just yet. She's saving us for later. It's like when you wake up at night and you can just hear that jelly donut calling to you from the kitchen, and you've just gotta go eat it. When Lyra has a midnight craving to destroy some hoomins, we'll be at her disposal!
Fleetie, congratulations on yet more hilarity: "If this be error and upon me proved, I never laughed nor no bunn ever disapproved."
... Nope, no sir, would not risk messing with Lyra :-)
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