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die hard 4: bunny stew



I once had a bunny.

He pooped a lot in his cage. He didn't talk to me, sing me cheery songs or thump his legs in a loving way that would make me giggle.

And he wasn't that cute.

After that, I didn't particularly care for bunnies.

But this is ridiculous.

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