Lame. That’s why I am here. And for the lulz. I cannot stop laughing at this. Thank you so much Teresa. And thanks to all the other readers of FA for keeping it alive!
The bunny evidently ran out of patience, lettuce, and all but its last carrot when Victim Number One entered the scene.
That donkey in panels 1 through 4 was just a bit of set-up to help us woefully lame readers understand the real tale of the bunnycidal killer [can I still call it “bunnycide” when the bunny is the killer?]….
Out of patience can often be synonymous with good timing, and sometimes we all need a good kick in the ass. Sometimes it takes a stick, and others a carrot. Nothing wrong with admiring your bunny-work. Is he deader than a doornail, or just a vegetable now?
Now it all makes sense. Godreau, TRC, the OOT loops, the case, all of it was foreshadowing of an expansion to multiple selves. Godreau was convicted and “rehabilitated”. After his release, I took over and started learning about the real world. Now I’ve got these memories of other versions of myself in other probable realities. All of them have a story that begins in confusion and isolation from the real world and ends in this awareness of a tangled parallel existence. If I had to guess, I’d say that Vi was the same as TRC, and also Kelly Grinne. But that’s the thing, isn’t it? TRC put me on the path, and it’s the only road I know. The road I woke up on, you could say. But then who is my Jolly Old Bob? Was it Godreau? I guess that fits. He was the real person and had full awareness of the real world, while I was only a construct in a single virtual simulation in a corner of his mind. Does that mean I, meaning me and me and me and me, are going to displace Jolly Old Bob? I doubt that. Not that it matters. My only options are within the world before me, and none of my counterparts have any direct influence on any of it. I’m still independent and living in a bubble reality in a larger continuum than I can imagine. And I’ve got Godreau’s assets, the ones not confiscated for his crimes, anyway. I have to believe that TRC meant for me to obliterate Godreau eventually. She’s got a real flair for poetic justice, that one.
painedsmile about 4 years ago
That killer bunny was out of patience, too. And just so you know, that guy had it coming. Brass Orchid has the full story.
Zebrastripes about 4 years ago
This brings a whole new meaning to CARROT STICK! YIKES!
Brass Orchid Premium Member about 4 years ago
My patience is infinite. Just not in that direction.
Eagleskies Premium Member about 4 years ago
That’s Monty Pythonn’s bunny!
coltish1 about 4 years ago
Rabbit, run!
Larry Miller Premium Member about 4 years ago
Struck the carrotid artery!
coltish1 about 4 years ago
The first four panels – seems like they’re a political cartoon.
Howard'sMyHero about 4 years ago
Where’s Happy,Happy, Happy when you need him …?
Teto85 Premium Member about 4 years ago
Lame. That’s why I am here. And for the lulz. I cannot stop laughing at this. Thank you so much Teresa. And thanks to all the other readers of FA for keeping it alive!
Rotifer FREE BEER & BATH MATS ON FEB. 31st Thalweg Premium Member about 4 years ago
https://i.postimg.cc/GmpZ3HRc/heart-Redacted.jpg
Sisyphos about 4 years ago
That victim—that’s not Happy X3, is it?!
The bunny evidently ran out of patience, lettuce, and all but its last carrot when Victim Number One entered the scene.
That donkey in panels 1 through 4 was just a bit of set-up to help us woefully lame readers understand the real tale of the bunnycidal killer [can I still call it “bunnycide” when the bunny is the killer?]….
Chris Sherlock about 4 years ago
Colonel Bunny did it in the street with a carrot.
6turtle9 about 4 years ago
Out of patience can often be synonymous with good timing, and sometimes we all need a good kick in the ass. Sometimes it takes a stick, and others a carrot. Nothing wrong with admiring your bunny-work. Is he deader than a doornail, or just a vegetable now?
katina.cooper about 4 years ago
Now we know what happened to the Monty Python expanding head at the start of the show.
Radish... about 4 years ago
She’s telling me we’ll be wed
She’s picked out a king-size bed
I couldn’t feel any better or I’d be sick
Tell me quick, oh ain’t love a kick?
Tell me quick, ain’t love a kick in the head!
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Songwriters: S. Cahn / J. Van HeusenAin’t That a Kick in the Head
Brass Orchid Premium Member about 4 years ago
Now it all makes sense. Godreau, TRC, the OOT loops, the case, all of it was foreshadowing of an expansion to multiple selves. Godreau was convicted and “rehabilitated”. After his release, I took over and started learning about the real world. Now I’ve got these memories of other versions of myself in other probable realities. All of them have a story that begins in confusion and isolation from the real world and ends in this awareness of a tangled parallel existence. If I had to guess, I’d say that Vi was the same as TRC, and also Kelly Grinne. But that’s the thing, isn’t it? TRC put me on the path, and it’s the only road I know. The road I woke up on, you could say. But then who is my Jolly Old Bob? Was it Godreau? I guess that fits. He was the real person and had full awareness of the real world, while I was only a construct in a single virtual simulation in a corner of his mind. Does that mean I, meaning me and me and me and me, are going to displace Jolly Old Bob? I doubt that. Not that it matters. My only options are within the world before me, and none of my counterparts have any direct influence on any of it. I’m still independent and living in a bubble reality in a larger continuum than I can imagine. And I’ve got Godreau’s assets, the ones not confiscated for his crimes, anyway. I have to believe that TRC meant for me to obliterate Godreau eventually. She’s got a real flair for poetic justice, that one.
INGSOC about 4 years ago
the carrot is mightier than the pen
edwardhnelson about 4 years ago
“Patience my ass”…