rabbit.

year of the bunny, my ninjas.
rabbity asian hottness,
complete with lucky feet
and rapid reproduction capacities.
a whole year of coneys cuttin' it up
and comin' correct.
like a rump-dumping thumper session,
the pittery-pat-the-bunny magic is happening.
happy, happy, happy.
happy new year to all you cottontailed co-conspirators
and large-and-in-charge lagomorphs.
big ears?
check.
big teeth?
yep.
big feet?
you know it.
that's right, duders-
your main man in the woodsly goodsly great white north
is one of the luckiest lops in the warren.
i'm a rabbit, neighbors,
and this year is MINE.
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y'know what goes all the way to eleven?
vegan donuts.
yep.
we get the love jones, b!tchbags-
holly sent us an early valentine's day present.
see?
lucky rabbits get the mutha-lickin' frostable freshness,
for their faces.
wooord.
thanks for lovin' up our tasty treats, via postal express explosion.
good one, mama bomb-bomb-pajamatron.
yeah!
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is it tax return tattoo time?
you be the judge.
i had three first timers.
in a row.
uno, dos, tres, an' that...
...in a row, y'all.
barbed wire armband?!
oh, yes, indeed.
male nudity with a gandering glimpse of flagrant full-frontal foulness?
yeah.
how about a hand tattoo for a intoductory pounce into hard-style reality?
i doo-doo that freaky sh!t, son!
the woodwork is oozing out the weirdonauts,
and i guess i've been elected to helm the ship of fools.
oh, captain, my captain.
we're lollipoppin' and loop-de-loopin'.
this is it,
and that's all there need to be;
never quiet, never soft.....