I love minimalist holiday woodcuts. They’re probably funnier in my head than they actually are in real life, because they generally have as much personality as plywood. Maybe a goldfish.
And yet, like fruitcakes, people keep making them, selling them, presumably as “gifts.”
In the wholesale/retail lexicon, a “gift” is something you’d never, ever buy for yourself. Just saying.
I think it’s coming for your carrots. Its best just to placate it with root vegetables and move on. Apparently it doesn’t like strawberries.
I’d say “don’t make eye contact,” but…you know.
They’re dangerous when cornered. Many an unsuspecting traveller has been dangeously dented by those ears.
Whew. The danger’s past. The bunbots glided smoothly back into their storage/recharge units, to trouble our days and disturb our sleep no more, at least until next Easter.
Now, let’s take things into the other extreme with these vibrant, crazed little vermin. Dance, rabbits! Dance for Easter!
You know, this would be a LOT easier to move if you weren’t dancing on it. For future reference.
Robo-bun from Goodwill on 183 and Metric, pink bunnies from Goodwill on 2222 and Lamar, Austin