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From ???@??? Thu Jul 11 12:17:33 1996
Subject: Re: Just call me Houdini Flash
At 13:37 July 10, 1996, bunny-raptor wrote:
> Hello to all my fellow bunnies! This is Flash.
Hey Charky, come and read this, Flash is back!!!
Hmmm, let's see...
> I love being a bad girl!
> Flash
Ooh, that's *my* bad girl! No, she's *mine*!
> p.s. Hey Charky and Ash,
She remembered us! Move over, Charky, [elbow, kick] lemme read what
she says...
> what baaaad stuff have you been up to lately? I think bad boyz
> are really cute, too. *flips tail up and down*
Tee-Hee, "bad boyz", yeah, I like that! Uh-oh, she's making me dizzy
with her tail... [ears spinning around]
I'll write to her, no *I'll* write to her, no **I'll** write to her,
she likes *me* better, does *not*, does *so*, move over Charky, well,
okay, you write with one paw and I'll write with the other.
[furry paws banging furiously on the keyboard]
=:3 np23489-7vcz;qz0y90@#*&^45;kcja%&$^B KRIERi;sdvc7pa;c[8 =:3
Ahemmm...
Hi Sweeeeet Flash!
Charky and Ash here,
*Great* to hear from you again! What a nice message you sent!!!
(How am I doing, Ashy? Ouch, my paw! Clumsy oaf!)
[hops up onto keyboard and thumps on Charky's head ::THUMP::]
(OWWWCH!!! Whadya do *that* for? I'm gonna go tell! Mom!)
(No, Charky, ya gotta be *smooooth* like this:)
Flash, you seem to be the Alpha Bun in the house. We *like* thaaaaat!
We're sure are bad boyz! We learned fast from the Tough Bunz on PB --
Silver and Crapper. I guess we were babies then and baby bunnies
learn fast. Now we are *big* boys, and we like girls like *you*.
(See? Uncle Bunni would be *so* proud!)
We've been up to NOOO good lately. Dad takes us out onto this huge
balcony in the afternoons when he comes home from work. He has all his
weight-lifting equipment there, so we run and play and munch his weight
belt. There are some lounge chairs which, I, Charky like to binky
on top of. We also like to lounge on top together and leave "presents"
for Mom when she comes to sit with us. ("This chair feels kinda lumpy!")
When she comes to the balcony we surround her with licks and kisses. She
puts her arms around us and we snuggle... Dad is left inside watching.
You see, Dad is the bad guy, the SO, the ultimate *loser*, the lowest
lifeform in the family. When he comes to the balcony, he tries to pick
us up to put us back in the pen to sleep and we do *not* like that. So,
as soon as he opens the balcony's sliding glass door, instead of running
toward him like we do with Mommy, we run *away* from him, in opposite
directions. TEE-HEE. So he starts running after us, but we are small and
can sneak through the weight-lifting machine and racks, while he *always*
ends up knocking his head or stumping his toes on some metal thing.
TEE-HEE. He gets real MAD. Sometimes it takes him more than half an hour
to catch both of us. TEE-HEE.
We see our sisters through the sliding glass door. They lay right next to
it and fight with each other to see who is going to lick whom. We try to
lick them through the glass. We do a very thorough job and the glass gets
reaaly clean.
We can lick you too, Flash, if you want! We are very *loving* boys. We can
make you very happy. Why don't you pack your cilantro skirt and come and
visit for a couple of days? We'll prepare you some papaya coladas and take
you to our lifeguard tower at the beach. What do you think, eh, BunWatch?
(Hey, Charky, will this be our first date? Think Dad will let us borrow
the car? I know, we'll steal the keys! You work the pedals and I'll steer.
No, *I'll* steer, no **I'll** steer, okay then, I call "shotgun" seat, no
you sit in the back, Flash gets "shotgun" seat, this is *my* date, no she's
*my* date, no...)
The bad boyz,
Charky and Ash
Jr. Teenage Tough Buns
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