Bad Bunny!

Let's go back a couple of weeks, shall we?
Before my birthday, dealing with computer nonsense, no blogging abilities...
And Fluffy McBunbun showed up.



He seemed like a cool, laid back bunny.
We hung around Chinatown...



Checked out some cool old buildings...



And then we stopped at the Frolic for a drink...



And that's when it all started.

It all seemed fine at first...
Fluffy was meeting people, being social...










And then I discovered that Fluffy was one of those bunnies that just can't drink. We've all known the type.
They can't have one or two, they have to have twelve.
Oy.



People, please.
I take this rabbit with me to meet my friends, my mom, and what does he do??
And so close to Easter!!!!



This was out of control, and I was powerless to stop it. What was I going to do?
Throw it down with a crocheted rabbit in public?
Hell no.
I had new shoes on.

Jeez, look...



Right after this embarassing encounter, the lovely and talented Kimberly walked in with guess who?
Sniffy.



Now, Fluffy got a hold of himself enough to get acquainted with Sniffy.



Intimately.



Repeatedly.



In front of my mother!!!
Lordy.

Well, even Sniffy was embarassed, so he retreated.



But did Fluffy let up?
Of course not.
G'head, you stupid drunk rabbit...make me even sorrier that I took you out.

He made a beeline for my friend, Robbie, who seemed to have few objections.



Oh yeah...he was all over that bitch.



Finally, the other bartender had had enough.



...And Fluffy was 86'd.



Guess who had to deal with Hungover McBunbun in the a.m.?





This was ridiculous.
You're not going to believe what he pulled at the Seder...

Night all.