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Two arab guys - legitimately arab - appear out of nowhere and snatch
the cage up, abruptly jolting us out of our cute little precious ‘bunny
conversation’. They’re dressed in army fatigues and carry what look to
be some good old fashioned AK-47s. And of course they’re wearing
turbons. “Al Qaeda!” I squeak in my wee little rabbit voice. “Shh!” Jane hisses at me. “Don’t stereotype based on race or ethnicity. The ACLU will be all over us!”“Isn’t race and ethnicity the same thing?” But I can’t hear Jane’s reply to this brilliant observation of mine, for by now we’ve come to a very busy part of the casino, and the poor little bunny’s squeaks are drowned out by the drunken laughter and electronic beeps and bops and boops and WooOOooWOooos and DingDingDingDings! that roar relentlessly throughout this damned casino!Whoa, okay. I think those flashing lights are messing with my vulnerable rabbit mind. I’m starting to go a little nutty. Or maybe it was that rabbit chows I ate earlier that’s messing with me now. Or perhaps even the carrot-shaving garnish... Pretty soon we’re out of the casino and into the parking lot. It’s night. A cool one at that. And just as quickly we’re being thrown into the trunk of a black car and wheeled away to God only knows where.“These guys must work for the body snatchers!” Jane chitters or whatever the hell you’d call what we call ‘talking’. “This can’t be good!”
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