T5E Entry

Let's assume I'm the Duracell bunny, and that I'm going to go on and on about random things. With a pinch of temporal locality, of course.


About me : Well I'm pink (No I'm not gay. Stop thinking that way!) and, quite evidently, I can churn out sentences that rhyme. Some nitwits forgot to renew my trademark back home so my old home is now the home of my tacky cousin, Mr. Energizer bunny. On the other hand, my new home(s) include places like Slovakia, where people shopping for batteries go "Hand me a couple of those pink-bunny batteries". Why can't they just ask for Duracell. Seriously! Is the word really that hard to pronounce? Even for a bunch of non-native English speakers. Off with their carrots!

For those of you who've seen me on TV, playing those eternal football games without dying, let me tell you one thing. Lies. All lies. I'm definitely not the kind of rabbit who eats his veggies. Or stays healthy. Stupid bunny stereotypes... Heck! I'd rather go for those rich, dark, creamy chocolate fantasies. Ah I can feel the chocolate swirling on my tongue right now. Mmmm...

But I do play games, games that involve tons of button-mashing madness. And no, I don't use cheat codes. Not really. Well O.K, I've used them once or twice. In the past week. Before that? Yes. Happy? Sheesh!

And finally, my opinions on fellow Leporids : Bugs bunny is god for messing around with people in an infinitely-efficient manner (Elmer Fudd is one major sucker!), Peter rabbit has the IQ of a spanner (Getting caught by Mr. McGregor is lame, and I rhymed again), Br'er rabbit is evil (Thanks to the theme of his that leads up to the top of the Splash Mountain thrill ride in Disney World), Roger rabbit is off the hook (Who framed him anyway?), and the nameless anthropomorphic rabbit from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland is an oddball (Coats, handkerchiefs, watches etc. are not things we rabbits usually carry around).


So thanks for assuming I'm the Duracell bunny, I just finished going on and on about random things. Oh and here's the pinch of temporal locality I promised.