The fireplace is cold and dry,
the wind whistles through the trees on this cold winter's night.
As you tell me we've shared our last
there's just one thing that I have to ask ...
These lyrics from the band Emery (that I had never heard of until Google brought them to me) tell me that they truly understand what is at stake. They have brought us to the precipice, with just one thing to ask. But, in truth, I am not quite sure what they want to ask. I can only assume it is to implore you to look out your window into the night sky and search your hearts for love. The last hare has now fallen away and only a scant few have noticed and sent me their high cash value items (I also accept check and MasterCad, ..., err, ... MasterCard). I hope you can live with yourselves through this upcoming holiday season.
In closing this 12-part hare ball, I leave you with the following hackneyed hare pieces, which I believe is just punishment.
Q: What are four hundred rabbits hopping backwards?
A: A receding hare line.
Q: What did the rabbit say to the carrot?
A: Its been nice gnawing you.
Q: The more he takes away the bigger it becomes. What is it?
A: A rabbit hole.
Q: How is a rabbit like a Q-tip?
A: They both have cotton tails.
Q: What is the difference between a crazy rabbit and a counterfeit cent?
A: One is a mad bunny and the other is bad money.
Q: What would you call a rabbit who is mad at the sun?
A: A hot cross bunny.
Q: What would you get if you crossed a rabbit with a bumblebee?
A: A honey bunny.
Q: How is a rabbit like a cornstalk?
A: They both have big ears.
Q: Why is a leaky faucet like a cowardly bunny?
A: Because it runs.
