September 08, 2004

Save Bernd! "I swear by God, I will have this lovely rabbit for New Year's Eve Dinner if my account doesn't show a balance of at least 1'000'000 € by latest 31st Dec 2004 !" At least he's not begging for a new set of breasts.
  • Q: So, uh . . . what if the rabbit dies between now and New Year's Eve? A: DELICIOUS!
  • I've eaten rabbit before. A guy I know breeds them as food for large reptiles. He's also a knowledgable chef, and often makes some awesome meals with rabbit. This guy really doesn't need to go to a professional butcher, like he plans to. Plenty of people eat rabbit. Oh, and for what it's worth, he does claim he'll donate +80% of the money to charities.
  • Heartless bastard. Heh. Remember the SNL skit withe lobster...?
  • ...Or go back to the late 70's (or was it early 80's?) The National Lampoon cover... "Buy this magazine or we shoot this dog!"
  • Whenever I have rabbit for dinner, I serve its food on a lettuce platter.
  • I swear by God, I will take the pancake off this rabbit's head and eat it if my Paypal account balance doesn't reach $500 by Shrove Tuesday.
  • Another MBA wasted. Pathetic. Reminds me of that chick who shopped too much and paid it off with her page featuring her looking cute and spouting the upper-east-side equivalent of "why lie? i need a beer." She's better with the site design. These two should get together. He should ransom her. Much bigger payoff.
  • Last time I was in New Orleans, I went to a place called Beyona, which was a half-disappointment. Very nice place, great atmosphere, etc etc - they are famous for their sweetbreads (yike!) but I thought that bode well for the meal (like, there'd be something interesting...). I ended up getting rabbit leg-and-tenderloin with a caper-and-raisin sauce with mustard and turnip greens onna side. I almost got the crawdad andouille gumbo, but I'd had a buttload of crawfish crudettes earlier that evening at a cocktail party and didn't want to overdo it, crustacean-wise. I should have known that karma was fighting me though, when in one deft motion out on their patio I managed to toss the lime from my vodka in one direction (landing on the toe, if you can imagine, of one of my bosses' wife's feet) while simultaneously tossing my *cellphone* in the other direction, where it crashed with a disconcerting crack onto the flagstone. Busted THE hell out of it. It would still call out, but no calls in and there was a HUGE stripe of burnt LED across the little screen, you couldn't read an single thing off it. I had to dial numbers and hope for the best. Anyway, that rabbit was damn good.
  • I am a member of the House Rabbit Society, but I'll do us all a favor and not report this guy. That would ruin the suspense! I do think he's a jerk for exploiting the tender hearts of animal lovers for financial gain, though. Still, sometimes we have to make our own fun.
  • landing on the toe, if you can imagine, of one of my bosses' wife's feet So do you have multiple bosses, or does your boss have multiple wives?
  • Multiple bosses. Of course, they each think they are the number one boss. It makes work interesting, lemme tell ya.
  • Multiple bosses, eh? But do they each have one toe?
  • Or do they have but a single, shared toe? One could toe the line, the others would just have to stump up.
  • Presumably they all yelled at each other to "hop to it". Quite a feet!
  • sorry :(
  • definitely. non sequitur.
  • You could have nailed that one with a bit more polish, quidnunc.
  • [banana] for spackle!