
But it probably won’t be.
As an aside, and independent of the comic reality, I have a friend. This friend is a she. She has recently purchased a rabbit. I’m fairly convinced (but don’t let this dissipate the illusion) that rabbits are completely unthinking animals. They are bundles of nerves; instinctual impulses. Can I use a semicolon there?
But they are gosh darn cute. I’ll admit that her's is, and I can’t well imagine a better splint for a broken ego than a gosh darn cute bunny. But I can poorly imagine one.
I suppose we never will know who it was at that door. But some mysteries are too profound. Like what did actually happen on track three? Tootsie pops and that sort of thing.
-Arrivederci!
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