
It’s going to eat your butt or something. I don’t know.

It’s going to eat your butt or something. I don’t know.

Remember when we used to stick things on the heads of bunnies?
Who put us in charge of this planet?

Didn’t I already draw some sort of rabbit thing this week? Whatever, I’m tired.

This is the Ghost of Easters Past.

I don’t know what a rabbit looks like.

It eats space carrots and space celeries.