November 29, 2007
Chocolate Bunny (youtube). It is oddly horrifying
It's times like these when anthropomorphism really comes to bite you in the ass.
But I can't stop thinking: who had to scrub all the chocolate off that iron before somebody needed it for laundry?
Jesus Christ. I never thought chocolate would be that disturbing.
When its eyes blew back from the blast of the hairdryer, I suddenly got queasy.
That really takes the fun out of Easter.
Waste of a good iron.
I had to stop after that. I already had a bad day.
I'm reporting this to PETCA.
I always eat the face first so I don't have to listen to their screams.
:(
you're all forgetting that the easter bunny is a symbol of eternal life and resurrection. tho' he dies a thousand household appliance induced deaths, he will rise again.
In the shape of a Kisses.
yet another case for solid chocolate bunnies... those cheap hollow ones aren't worth s**t....
What's more disturbing: This movie or the fact that my mouth never stopped watering as I watched it?
The second one.
or the fact that the bunnies were some weird orange color and did not look like chocolate AT ALL!!
/ew!
Somewhere out there, someone is masturbating to this.
OK it was me.
Am I the only one who thinks that was totally awesome?
Also, now I want chocolate.
I think it was awesome too. Nice coloured appliances as well.
Inspiration?
muteboy, you might want to try clicking that link.
I thought it was tastefully done.
I think it is inappropriate for muteboy to disrupt the thoughtful conversation of this thread with his little coming out message. While I applaud his courage, I feel his choice of timing and location was ill-advised.
Right. Maybe that should be in the self-post thread...
Ironic that someone so rampantly in breach of the original "Bunny Suicides" cartoonist's copyright should be concerned with hotlinking, but I guess I did ask for it. It was the one of the bunny lying under an iron, then reaching to switch the power socket on.
I still think that pink irons and hairdryers are pretty.
Images have power.
I remember an art history class where we had to choose a picture of a person, so I chose Martin Luther King, Jr. Then we had to poke out the eyes of that picture. Do you know how freakin' queasy I felt poking out the eyes of MLK? Like a lot. Which was the point of the exercise.
I did not like to watch this video, and immediately had to search for this when it was over, to make it all... um... "better." (Skip to about 2:20 if you don't want to see the intro, which is slow.)
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