Oh no, M*nd*ys are in YOUR contract, remember? ... the part about hopping with joy to tar pits, hell holes or any and all cavernities as required? ... you had to initial that one in your own bile. Yeah, something about blood being insufficient for that.
- Thank you Jennifer!
But, but, it's not fair . . . bunnies are so cute . . .they can get us to sign anything. Surely signing while under the spell of bunniness voids the contract?
I Disapprove Of M*nd*ys. *THUMP!*
Anybun who can get their hoomin to do all the work on M*nd*ys is wise indeed!
Well done, Tulip!
Now, isn't your hoomin meant to be bringing you brekkie? I hope they're Making It Snappeh!
The Monday bunnies are always the sternest, aren't they?
Yes, Godmother Tulip, I'm scurrying as gleefully as can be mustered on this oh-so-M*nd*y-kind-of-day. The bunny mafia is getting tougher to please these days; better give more carrotinis for protection pay...
-Jen (Kohl's mom)
I believe we can all safely refer to this as tiptoeing around The Tulip.
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