
It’s going to eat your butt or something. I don’t know.
It’s going to eat your butt or something. I don’t know.
Remember when we used to stick things on the heads of bunnies?
Who put us in charge of this planet?
Didn’t I already draw some sort of rabbit thing this week? Whatever, I’m tired.
This is the Ghost of Easters Past.
I don’t know what a rabbit looks like.
It eats space carrots and space celeries.