November 27, 2005
rabbit season...
I'm watching Bugs Bunny cartoons. Marvin Martian just showed up with his wicked, wicked plan to blow up the earth with his dynamite (uranium something something explosive space modulator) and huge cannon. He's also brought his weird green dog. The kind of dog who falls for the great trick where he says no no no no and Bugs says yes yes yes no...then the dog says yes, instead. Foolish little guy.
BellyRub and I used to try that on each other. We were cleverer than the dog, though. The person who tried the reversal got the short end of the stick. The other person just said, "Okay, that's what I wanted anyway."
The classic was
"Duck season."
"Rabbit season!"
"Duck season!"
"RABBIT SEASON!"
And so forth.
I have created an image for you. Pictures of us at about thirteen, likely when this game was long over, but I am not currently in possession of those adorable photos of yours truly. Oh yes, and BellyRub, too.
It amuses me to see where our pictures came from. I don't know that I've shared the sources of my picture parts before, but there's no time like Sunday night, I suppose.
Here's BellyRub having a good ol' time killing pumpkins.
And here's me. Notice where we're all standing. I think I've been raised to be surly when that name is arouned.
