Killing Bunnies - ROFL

Stop me from rofling over this!

Shit, forgot to link to the page which has much more rofling pix.

http://people.freenet.de/schnubelken/bunnys/

... I don't think I understand ...

:-((( You don't like it. Is my humour too morbid?

I didn't say I didn't like it. I just don't think I understand it. Some of the situations were quite funny. I just found myself getting disturbed by the fact that I was laughing at them.

...or is that the point?

Ah, the bunny suicides.

TS Suicide Bunnies Vs Suicide Girls.

Ah ok, I know what you mean. :-) It's like watching Happiness (the film) and laughing.

I just watched Happiness and went "Jared Harris!!!! Naked!!!!!!"

bugger...

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Awwww I never realised rabbits had life so hard. Verrry verrrryy funny.

this is my favourite

http://people.freenet.de/schnubelken/bunnys/0175ep.jpg

I don't think any of it is funny. Just kind of...lame humor?

I was given this book last Christmas, it makes me laugh lots.

I posted this on another thread a few years ago, but I can't resist reposting it on the Killing Bunnies thread:

One of my early reporting jobs was on a small daily paper in a county with several small resort towns. One of the towns had a miniature golf course that, in order to set itself apart from all the other miniature golf courses (and unable to compete on technological grounds with the mechanical dinosaurs, etc.) had live rabbits hopping all over the place. (And pooping on them too -- keeping the putting greens clear of rabbit shit was part of fun of working there, I suppose.) It had a big sign that said "Bunny Golf." The place had attracted the ire of the local Humane Society, but it wasn't as high a priority as the "See Live Bears" exhibit down the road.

So anyway, one morning when I had pulled the early shift, I got into the office around 8 to find the phone ringing off the hook. On the line was the head of the Humane Society (who was, like many heads of local Humane Societies, equal parts well intentioned and off her rocker), literally sobbing and saying, "Oh my god, they killed all of them!" I finally got out of her that she was at Bunny Golf and something very bad had happened and I needed to get out there immediately with a camera. I dutifully rushed to the scene and found the Humane Society woman, the Bunny Golf owner and his wife, and about three local cops (2 patrolmen and a detective), standing in the midst of lapine carnage. During the night, someone had broken into the hutch where the 20-30 rabbits slept and clubbed each and every one of them to death. The hutch was total mayhem, piles of bloody fur and bits of rabbit skull everywhere. Some of the rabbits had bolted out the door when the clubber(s) came in, and had been chased down and killed on the putting greens. The Humane Society woman was still crying, the cops were trying to act suitably outraged, and the Bunny Golf people were inconsolable.

The investigation quickly zeroed in on the owners of the other local bunny golf course, in the next resort town over, who apparently had a long-running feud with Bunny Golf. I believe some of them were brought in for questioning, but I got a job elsewhere a few months later so I don't know if anyone was ever charged with anything.

Still one of the weirdest things I ever saw. We ran pictures on the front page (lousy pictures -- I'm no photographer), and got the predictable calls from horrified mothers about their kids being traumatized by the story.

that's really disturbing and disgusting

I love rabbits :(

Yeah. It was like the silence of the bunnies.

the "other local bunny golf course"!?

I was trying not to think about that.

Where I come from rabbits are feral, they're pests, and are captured/poisoned/disposed of etc.

Where you come from, the water goes the other way down the drain.

I should've mentioned that Bunny Golf was just outside the main entrance to Dollywood.