Escapeville



Billy is killing time before going over to visit Betty Bunbun, a lovely girl and extremely friendly.  She wants Billy's opinion on her new leather underwear.  There will be some other couples there, and tonight is game night.  Nothing like a fun get-together with like minded friends.  Rabbits are very convivial!
Billy is resting up while indulging his twin passions of science and lepidopterolgy.


Here Billy, Cousin Bobber and Rickey Rat are landing a good sized redfish.  Umm, umm, just the best catch possible.  Of course, in a world of talking animals there might be sentient fish but who cares?  I got the aluminum foil and fresh lemons right here!


How wonderful to be alive.  Billy and crew rejoice in the day!


A lovely spring afternoon in 'Scapeville.  Softball, cold pop and hot dogs are the order of the day.  The birds are singing, the sky is blue and clear, and fun is on the menu.  Billy is shown playing one of his merry pranks on an unsuspecting friend, and the park rings with howls of laughter.  Billy is the life of any party! 
 Billy always carries a pistol.


Billy has been weighed in the balance and found wanting, but he has no kingdom to divide between the Medes or the Persians or anyone else.  Huge surprise there, huh?


Last night at the Rock Bottom was beyond fun!  Here Billy, a real card, gives a hot tail to an out of town bunny.  It is tomfoolery like this that makes 'scapeville the best town ever!
  

What a lovely day for a birthday party picnic!  The sun is out and the birds are singing.  How dull, thinks the rabbit.  Billy decides to liven things up for the Mastiff family.  What fun they all are having!
Billy is full of laughter and humor.  Living in 'scapeville is the cat's pajamas!


What a fun day!  Billy has driven into town and had a coffee with his friends.  While strolling through Escapeville, he found a sale on shoes.  What a fortuitous event. Billy is always on the lookout for footgear.  He is hard on shoe leather and sometimes wishes shoes that fit were cheaper, although his big feet are his pride and joy.  Here we see Billy with Serious Sam, the sales puma.  Sam takes his job seriously, as being grave is a natural attribute of pumas in general and Sam in particular.  Billy has worn saddle shoes all his life, sometimes dreaming he used to look like someone else entirely.  Billy does not take dreams to mean anything.  Now he is going to go home and show his new shoes to all his cats and neighbors!
Stay tuned.


 There is always time to have fun and enjoy each other's company.  Oddly, there are no churches so this is the best way to spend a Sunday morning.


Billy likes to be outside.  He likes being alone, which is a good thing for him.  Here he is catching butterflies and then letting them go.  Billy loves life and even swatting a mosquito bothers him.  He has thought a great deal about the amount of death he has brought with him and, to say the least, it upsets this bunny greatly.  The miracle of even the most insignifcant of critters blows his mind.  How can something as small as this insect be so beautiful, so well programmed for it's existence?  Billy is currently reading and not understanding a book about the double slit light experiment.  He is so ignorant of science that he thinks the Big Bang argues the existence of God.  Let there not only be light but space and time.  Weird, thinks our rabbit.  Soon it will be time for those nice sunflower sandwiches and carrot cutlets he has brought.  A can of cold lemonade will go very well with lunch.  He used to talk about these things with friends but they grew up, leaving him to sadly slip into his cave.  Maybe someday, thinks Billy, I can do something for the world.  Something nice!
Billy does not seem to get it about where he is.


Billy has become a real cartoon character!  No more anger and brooding.  However, Officer Portly has some questions about those missing carrots...  But Billy knows nothing about that.  It is a day of days!


Today is archery day in Escapeville.  What fun the guys are having!  'scapeville is full of things to do and to see.  But something about it bothers Billy.
There is no death, or sickness, and no one is old.  Billy cannot remember how he got here.  No one travels far from town, although there are plenty of roads and vehicles.  It seems that every time that Billy means to ask others about this, he forgets to do so.  What a silly bunny I am, he thinks.  Sometimes he dreams and in those dreams are places of pain and darkness.  However, when he wakes he remembers nothing except that it is time to make breakfast and then go have coffee in town.  It is starting to look like another beautiful day!


Saturday night at Billy's place is pizza and television.  This is the climax of the week for this rabbit.  He grew up with the custom and continues it even as he lives alone.  'scapeville is a great place, but Billy does not fit in.  He knew years ago that he was far too bouncy and enthusiastic for the staid residents of this most respectable town.  Even in these tolerant and enlightened times many folk still do not accept rabbits as civilized, never mind one as exuberant and devil may care as Billy. He hardly notices.  His inner vision is conditioned by the study of conflict and war, and he no longer cares about sleeping by himself.  He has his pets, tobacco and wine and will stay up late listening to classical music on the radio.
And tonight is Pizza Night!


Last night Billy had quite the time!  After a second bottle of wine, he began to talk with old friends and dance to his rockabilly music.  What fun! 
In the picture above, the only things that are really there are Billy, the wine bottle, and the cigarette butts.  There is no sun here, and the cat, Mingo, has been dead for a while.  Never mind, the night was sunny enough.  Billy is always glad to see Mingo, and the demons, well, one gets used to them.

 There is no Sun at Night Down Here,
And Mingo Cat's been Dead a Year!


See you in Hell.

Room for one more, Honey.


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