I'm dreaming of a white...rabbit Just like the ones I used to know When they're disapprovin' I just keep a movin'...on down the road I'm dreaming of a white...bunny With every bunny thump and bite May your bunnies be hateful and white And may all your disapproval be right...
Maeby has spotted us. We are hoomins. Therefore, Maeby is taking a dim view of us.
"Don't even think about trespassing on my territory, hoomin! Off you go! Shoo! Shoo! Scram! Don't make me come over there and get mediaeval on your fat hoomin butt! My ears are tracking you, hoomin! I mean it! Don't do it! don't even think about it!"
Maeby has fenced off the Christmas tree to ensure we keep our sticky hoomin hands OFF her presents. Santa Paws has been good to her this year and she does not intend to share.
We interrupt this disapproval to bring you a breaking news report:
Today, barricades sprang up in living rooms everywhere as Occupy Christmas swept the nation. "We are the bun percent," said spokesbun Maeby, "And we will block Christmas until our demands are fully met."
1) The 99% of hoomins who are not bun servants must become so immediately.
2) The nations salad system must be overhauled, with all those using salad dressing held accountable and punished.
3) The gap between the bunnies and hoomins must widen. Maeby states "In recent years, hoomins have been calling for greater hoomin-bunny equality. As a member of the bun percent, I say phooey to that."
And now, back to our regularly scheduled disapproval.
Great reporting, Furbeast. I am confident that you will keep us updated with any new developments in this compelling story. Bunpercenters may very well up their game and lay seige internationally to kitchens and green grocers.
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Then again... Maeby NOT.
I'm dreaming of a white...rabbit
Just like the ones I used to know
When they're disapprovin'
I just keep a movin'...on down the road
I'm dreaming of a white...bunny
With every bunny thump and bite
May your bunnies be hateful and white
And may all your disapproval be right...
Ahh, Brandi, there is just nothing like the classics! I'm singing along...
Kind of like whistling in the dark ... what else can one do?
Keep a stiff upper lip, keep moving, and maybe tomorrow (and the next street corner) will be better.
Maeby got a fine box for Christmas--just what a big white bun wants!
Maeby takes a dim view of hoomins.
Maeby has spotted us.
We are hoomins.
Therefore, Maeby is taking a dim view of us.
"Don't even think about trespassing on my territory, hoomin! Off you go! Shoo! Shoo! Scram! Don't make me come over there and get mediaeval on your fat hoomin butt! My ears are tracking you, hoomin! I mean it! Don't do it! don't even think about it!"
I think we are meant to leave now. Just a hunch.
@brandi: It's no coincidence that "white" rhymes with "bite". Maeby is just waiting for us to get close enough.....
Maeby has fenced off the Christmas tree to ensure we keep our sticky hoomin hands OFF her presents. Santa Paws has been good to her this year and she does not intend to share.
We interrupt this disapproval to bring you a breaking news report:
Today, barricades sprang up in living rooms everywhere as Occupy Christmas swept the nation. "We are the bun percent," said spokesbun Maeby, "And we will block Christmas until our demands are fully met."
1) The 99% of hoomins who are not bun servants must become so immediately.
2) The nations salad system must be overhauled, with all those using salad dressing held accountable and punished.
3) The gap between the bunnies and hoomins must widen. Maeby states "In recent years, hoomins have been calling for greater hoomin-bunny equality. As a member of the bun percent, I say phooey to that."
And now, back to our regularly scheduled disapproval.
Great reporting, Furbeast. I am confident that you will keep us updated with any new developments in this compelling story. Bunpercenters may very well up their game and lay seige internationally to kitchens and green grocers.
Call me, Maeby.
What Furbeast said ;-)
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