Me: “Did you clean your room?”
Indigo: “Yes, I did.”
Me: “Did you get the stuffed animals away from the rabbit cage?”
Indigo: “Yes, they are all put away.”
Me: “Are you sure?”
Indigo: “Uh-huh.”
DJ: “YOUR RABBIT ATE AN ELEPHANT!! All that was left was an ear – AN EAR!!”
Indigo: “He also ate Hanna Bear-tana too.”
DJ: “Your rabbit is a murderer – A MURDERER!!”
Indigo: “Yeah, he ate Hanna’s clothes, face and butt off.”
DJ:
Me: “Your rabbit ate your bear’s butt?!?”
DJ:
G:
Indigo: “Yep, butt and face.”
DJ: You’d better be careful else your rabbit is going to eat you in the middle of the night.”
Indigo: “Well, the rabbit was trying to chew through his bars.”
Me: “This is Indigo’s rabbit – ‘tonight I dine on stuffie flesh!’ – too geeky?”
G: “Yes.”
DJ: “Once he has a taste of stuffy flesh, he’ll never go back.”
DJ and Me:
(I should note that I am driving, right?)
G: “We should keep all other animals away from the rabbit. The dog is going to come back downstairs one day missing an ear.”
DJ: “More like a face and a butt.”
Indigo: “And fur – all of his fur since he had no clothes.”
G: “And we don’t want to know what he’d do to the chinchilla – she is all fluff.”
DJ: “Indigo, your rabbit has a problem – a stuffy problem.”
Indigo: “I know! You should have seen the bear!”
Me: “I wonder is stuffy addiction is a gateway to other things?”
DJ: “Like human flesh!”
Indigo: “I have a killer bunny!!!”
G:
Yeah – our family is weird.
But then again, we may just know a killer bunny when we see it.