Rabbit jumped onto the road and froze in the headlights.
Well, this isn’t strictly true.
He did jump out but then opened up his cute plaid vest. The inside pockets were packed with chocolate eggs—you know, like they were bombs. Rabbit spat on the bitumen and hopped over to the car, all slow and menacing.
“Your carrots or your life!”
Driver doubled over the steering wheel in fits of wheezing laughter. What was this carjacker nonsense?! And Rabbit’s squeaking voice—how could she take that seriously? Driver laughed hard.
Rabbit sighed. He was sick of eating fucking Easter eggs!
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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