Making it interesting

As you all probably know, it has been requested by a certain odd, red
piece of this trifle set to which we all belong, that if you insist on posting,
make it interesting. Now, the request was not specifically directed at me
(few things are in these here parts), but I've decided to shoulder the
burden and carry it through with the extraordinary durability and strength
that is mine to possess. In this spirit, I've decided to share with all of
you, the tale of:

How I caught my first rabbit and had it for breakfast

The morning air was chilly, though the autumn force had not yet swept
the land. I woke up in a chill. Above me were the naked sky, as naked
and cold as I. As I sat up I saw before me a deer, questioning my very
existence with a quizzical eye, but I let that not bother me. I stood up in
a peaceful manner, loving of all things natural, and in having done so
allowed my flesh to live free. Liverspotted, pink pale. Strands of bodily
hair covering my shivering, wobbling body and I sensed an escape
coming through my most rear opening. It was, all in all, a very nice and
pleasant morning indeed.

My hideous appearance; I would not allow it to dampen my cheerful
mood, even as I stood above the glistering water, washing away the
remnants of that jolly morning handshake. After all, from the dying trees
came swirling through the air, the captivating songs sung by hundreds of
cheerful little birds; singing the praise and glory of this wonderful
paradise, and there I was - standing in the midst of it with a soaking willy
and a towel in hand. Could life get any better? Despite the ominous air
licking on the days old dirt from my raspy skin to no avail, I felt alive
and well.

Now, the tale of how I caught my first rabbit and had it for breakfast,
began there. That is true. But it also ended at that very spot. For all
things circle in and around on themselves, and no matter how oblivious
you might be to this fact, it does remain, that wherever you've been in
life, that will also be the place you seek in your dreams of a glorious and
most satisfying future. And as I stood there enjoying the scenery from
across the freesing lake, I noticed from the corner of my eye a
movement. Faint, barely noticable mind you, but still, there it was. I
turned my head and to my amasement, before me sat one of nature's
most beautiful creatures. It's ears long and hanging to the sides,
suddenly spiked as it noticed me watching it. "What the f*** do you
want?", it disrespectfully asked me.

I was in shock! How dare this puny, furry, ridiculous looking little
animal question what right I had to look at it, while it
was clearly eyeballing me!? We need not get into the details of
things, as those particular details are often a matter of dislike in this
very place, but suffice it to say, what starts with trouble often ends with
passionate and most enraptured love. As it was between this particular
bunny and me. We had each other for breakfast, and just as we were
about to part, the rabbit turned around and looked at me with those
beautifully sassy eyes and said: "What the f*** do you want?".

I couldn't help but think, that asking that question after all we'd been
through was certainly interesting. And that's why I wanted to share this
modest little story of mine with all of you. To make your visit here a
little more interesting. And if, by doing so, I've also managed to change
your life for the better, then that's just all the more reason to rejoyce.
You're most welcome, and may you find as interesting threads
elsewhere, but if you do not, just come back to this story and understand
that, despite the chill, despite your appearance, there will always be a
bunny, who can lift your troubles to sacred heights of purity in blue, if
only to send you slamming towards the floor in a bloody mess, moments
after.

I'm glad I got this chance to improve your life. 😏

Originally posted by stocken
As you all probably know, it has been requested by a certain odd, red
piece of this trifle set to which we all belong, that if you insist on posting,
make it interesting. Now, the request was not specifically directed at me
(few things are in these here parts), but I've decided to shoulder the
burden and carry it through with the extraordinary durabi ...[text shortened]... y mess, moments
after.

I'm glad I got this chance to improve your life. 😏

Where are her breasts?

Originally posted by darvlay
Where are her breasts?

Originally posted by stocken
As you all probably know, it has been requested by a certain odd, red
piece of this trifle set to which we all belong, that if you insist on posting,
make it interesting. Now, the request was not specifically directed at me
(few things are in these here parts), but I've decided to shoulder the
burden and carry it through with the extraordinary durabi ...[text shortened]... y mess, moments
after.

I'm glad I got this chance to improve your life. 😏

It's a bunny, y'all! A bunny! It has a shiitload of breasts. Tiny, true, but still.
In the deep forest, such things are of little matter. 😏

Originally posted by rhb
It started so promising with your promise of making it interseting.

I didn't like it.

Originally posted by stocken
You like the appearance of your own letters, so I've noticed. Therefore, this
thread is now interesting to you, yeah?

Originally posted by stocken
As you all probably know, it has been requested by a certain odd, red
piece of this trifle set to which we all belong, that if you insist on posting,
make it interesting. Now, the request was not specifically directed at me
(few things are in these here parts), but I've decided to shoulder the
burden and carry it through with the extraordinary durabi ...[text shortened]... y mess, moments
after.

I'm glad I got this chance to improve your life. 😏

Originally posted by Zadadka
What's the difference between a rabbit?
One of it's legs are both the same.

I first heard that nonsensical "joke" when I was on a 50mtr dry-dive in the decompression cylinder with five others at Stoney Cove some 20 odd years ago.
"Narced" (Nitrogen Narcosis) out of our skulls, we laughed like loons.

It works well after several Martini's too; or a go ...[text shortened]... I imagine.

I suspect you will laugh without the need for unnatural chemical imbalance.