Twice Told Cottontails

Pen_alias    21 June, 2022
Twice Told Cottontails

So, the man stands around in a field telling fractures children's stories to his chickens. I see nothing at all dysfunctional about that.

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21/06/2022 Edited   El_Ceviche El_Ceviche

21/06/2022 Edited   NeoChomik NeoChomik
It's still quite the tale

21/06/2022 Edited   MadameCercle MadameCercle
Les bonnes histoires, bien lues, sont essentielles pour la bonne qualité digestive de la viande grillée ou rôtie. Inutile de revenir là dessus.

21/06/2022 Edited   Pen_alias Pen_alias
Transcript: …and so, as Farmer Mcgregor held the freshly severed head of Peter Rabbit by the ears, he said “Acres and acres of lush forest surround this property… “Acres and acres that you and your ilk could have feasted from lavishly with complete impunity. But you just had to decimate my garden, didn’t you?” So the handsome farmer had the head of Peter Rabbit stuffed and mounted on a post next to his garden as a warning to other would-be pilferers. That night Farmer Mcgregor enjoyed a hearty stew consisting of Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail. As for mother rabbit, she was roasted whole with a carrot in her mouth in the manner of a suckling pig. And they all lived happily ever after. You know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d swear he altered that story to suit his own purposes. Perish the thought.