First time I stayed over at my future wife’s place (she’s an African) she took me to show me the rabbit cage in the back of the garden and point out a bunch of week-old bunnies. “Aren’t they just adorable?” she asked, before adding, off-hand, “we had so many last summer it was rabbit for breakfast, lunch and supper for much of the season”.
Love the title. Not sure too many will “get” it, but I do!
We have bunnies, deer, squirrels, and tons of birds in our yard every day where I live (Bend, OR). Every once in a while one will just sit and stare at me when I walk into the yard. It IS very unnerving when they don’t scatter. Un-natural, I tells ya! Creepy, even.
Night of the Lepus was majestic. The bunnypult shots were some of the best terrible effects ever, the noise they chose for the horde of rabbits was a hilarious mismatch to any real sound ever, and DeForest Kelly could not have been more obviously there for a paycheck if he’d been toting around a sign declaring that he was just there for a paycheck.
Tim: There he is!
King Arthur: Where?
Tim: There!
King Arthur: What? Behind the rabbit?
Tim: It *is* the rabbit!
King Arthur: You silly sod!
Tim: What?
King Arthur: You got us all worked up!
Tim: Well, that’s no ordinary rabbit.
King Arthur: Ohh.
Tim: That’s the most foul, cruel, and bad-tempered rodent you ever set eyes on!
Sir Robin: You tit! I soiled my armor I was so scared!
Tim: Look, that rabbit’s got a vicious streak a mile wide! It’s a killer!
Sir Galahad: Get stuffed!
Tim: He’ll do you up a treat, mate.
Sir Galahad: Oh, yeah?
Sir Robin: You manky Scots git!
Tim: I’m warning you!
Sir Robin: What’s he do? Nibble your bum?
Tim: He’s got huge, sharp… er… He can leap about. Look at the bones!
King Arthur: Go on, Bors. Chop his head off!
Sir Bors: Right! Silly little bleeder. One rabbit stew comin’ right up!
[after Bors is killed by the killer rabbit]
Tim: I *warned* you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you *knew*, didn’t you? Oh, it’s just a harmless little *bunny*, isn’t it?
You should Fear the Rabbit! They really do have wicked teeth. I have the scars to prove it! (as does my husband) We currently have 3 house rabbits.
We used to compare our English Lop to the hulk, you know – x number of days without incident. (“incident” being biting my legs as I walked through the kitchen heh) He’s much more mellow now, only growls and lunges when he thinks food is involved.
Rabbits are not for the faint of heart!
Bunnies aren’t just cute like everybody supposes!
They’ve got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses!
And what’s with all the carrots?
What do they need such good eyesight for anyway?
Bunnies!
Bunnies!
It must be bunnies!
I’m shocked, all this talk of rabbits, and not one Bun-Bun reference? His two best quotes are: “Time to die, nerd boy!” and “If you ever mention the n-word again (neutering) I’ll do it to you…with a spoon.” (Sluggy Freelance)
I thought I was the only one who thought bunnies are not to be trusted. I see them there with their shifty eyes and floppy ears. Watching. Listening. Plotting.
I would be happy with that outcome. bunny for breakfast lunch and dinner
First time I stayed over at my future wife’s place (she’s an African) she took me to show me the rabbit cage in the back of the garden and point out a bunch of week-old bunnies. “Aren’t they just adorable?” she asked, before adding, off-hand, “we had so many last summer it was rabbit for breakfast, lunch and supper for much of the season”.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0078480/quotes?ref_=tt_ql_trv_4 is full of titles: “Frith gave a fierce desire to hunt and slay the children of El-Ahrairah.”
You need to go to your hoppy place
I have this with pigeons.
Scatering pigeons? No problem.
Pigeons that don’t flee when I walk through the group…? Aaaaaargh!
Best stay out of NYC then, some of the pigeons there don’t move unless you trip over them.
Ooh, puntables!
Are you kidding? Some of them don’t even react to being grabbed.
Have you seen the size of the teeth on bunnies? What if they mistake my legs for carrots? Can’t be too safe, best to stay inside tomorrow.
The only way they would mistake your legs for carrots is if you are either a) an oompa loompa or b) are a cast member of Jersey Shore
Oompa loompa, wobbling all so wandery
Oompa loompa, gym, tan, laundry
Or Donald trump!
The first one of my dogs was afraid of bunnies …
I planted petunias for the first time this year (I’m getting old) and now I get scared by bunnies taking off every time I open the door.
It’s weird, though. They don’t seem to be eating anything.
Maybe the flowers are so pretty that the buns just like to look at them.
Love the title. Not sure too many will “get” it, but I do!
We have bunnies, deer, squirrels, and tons of birds in our yard every day where I live (Bend, OR). Every once in a while one will just sit and stare at me when I walk into the yard. It IS very unnerving when they don’t scatter. Un-natural, I tells ya! Creepy, even.
That was a wonderfully awful movie, right up there with Plan 9 from Outer Space and Attack of the Killer Tomatoes.
I have to admit that I whiffed on the title. It’s likely a movie I’ve never seen.
Night of the Lepus was majestic. The bunnypult shots were some of the best terrible effects ever, the noise they chose for the horde of rabbits was a hilarious mismatch to any real sound ever, and DeForest Kelly could not have been more obviously there for a paycheck if he’d been toting around a sign declaring that he was just there for a paycheck.
Tim: There he is!
King Arthur: Where?
Tim: There!
King Arthur: What? Behind the rabbit?
Tim: It *is* the rabbit!
King Arthur: You silly sod!
Tim: What?
King Arthur: You got us all worked up!
Tim: Well, that’s no ordinary rabbit.
King Arthur: Ohh.
Tim: That’s the most foul, cruel, and bad-tempered rodent you ever set eyes on!
Sir Robin: You tit! I soiled my armor I was so scared!
Tim: Look, that rabbit’s got a vicious streak a mile wide! It’s a killer!
Sir Galahad: Get stuffed!
Tim: He’ll do you up a treat, mate.
Sir Galahad: Oh, yeah?
Sir Robin: You manky Scots git!
Tim: I’m warning you!
Sir Robin: What’s he do? Nibble your bum?
Tim: He’s got huge, sharp… er… He can leap about. Look at the bones!
King Arthur: Go on, Bors. Chop his head off!
Sir Bors: Right! Silly little bleeder. One rabbit stew comin’ right up!
[after Bors is killed by the killer rabbit]
Tim: I *warned* you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you *knew*, didn’t you? Oh, it’s just a harmless little *bunny*, isn’t it?
Oh, just for completeness – The Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog
Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog: Lately featured in Minecraft!
It’s not a rodent, it’s a lagomorph.
Nothing for today’s strip, but go to The Flying McCoys (I find it on GoComics) for yesterday, and read yesterday’s Bug Martini again.
How do you draw your comic strip? Is it electronic or with a pen and paper?
Old fashioned pen & paper.
You should Fear the Rabbit! They really do have wicked teeth. I have the scars to prove it! (as does my husband) We currently have 3 house rabbits.
We used to compare our English Lop to the hulk, you know – x number of days without incident. (“incident” being biting my legs as I walked through the kitchen heh) He’s much more mellow now, only growls and lunges when he thinks food is involved.
Rabbits are not for the faint of heart!
Bunnies aren’t just cute like everybody supposes!
They’ve got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses!
And what’s with all the carrots?
What do they need such good eyesight for anyway?
Bunnies!
Bunnies!
It must be bunnies!
Nice Buffy the Vampire Slayer reference 😀
If the comic were about depression and bunnies, I’d say watership downer but the best I can think of Shoo-topia.
I’m shocked, all this talk of rabbits, and not one Bun-Bun reference? His two best quotes are: “Time to die, nerd boy!” and “If you ever mention the n-word again (neutering) I’ll do it to you…with a spoon.” (Sluggy Freelance)
You’re in my spot Toots. I’m gonna have to hurt you on principle. *Ka-click*
“Watership Frown”, surely?
I thought I was the only one who thought bunnies are not to be trusted. I see them there with their shifty eyes and floppy ears. Watching. Listening. Plotting.
Bunny1: Tomorrow we strike!
Bunny2: Yes. Tomorrow.
Bunny1: I mean it this time.
Bunny2: Sure, you do.