It's the copier's fault about the feet, not mine.  This bunny is going to die.  I will not be back until Monday, I am out of money and gas and I have to use the library's machines to post.      I'll walk through minefields for bad, complex, pointless puns.  For once, Billy is not to blame for today's posting!

     "Is... Is he...Is he a Bunny"?