Before I moved to Chicago for school I lived in a small town in Indiana. My sister and I had many animals growing up and at one point we adopted a rabbit. Bunny was great! I know, lame name but I was five. He was everything a rabbit should be: calm, cute and cuddly! If you tried to hand me Bunny today I would run in terror as if you were trying to hand me the Killer Rabbit of Caerbannoge. You see I have become allergic to rabbits now, which I find hilarious! Because there is nothing funnier to me than when my face blows up like a balloon and I can't breath.
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