With A Mind Of Dung Comes Ho And Gung!

 Have to wait and see who this could be!
I was out and about at my sea and the cat once more ran into these idiots under some tree. They were standing there chasing some rabbits around. Ho was even on the ground chasing one like a hound. It was quite the sight to see. Actually, maybe not, but I will describe it for thee.

"Ho, why don't these rabbits give up their chocolate habits?"

"I guess they have to save them for commercial use. But if they don't give us some soon, I will make them suffer chocolate abuse."

The pair gave each other a stare and then gave me an hateful glare. I sat all smug and they went back to crawling around like a bug. Yeah, both of them were now on the ground. Gung makes for one pretty huge hound. Even a Great Dane has nothing on him. Although a weiner dog would make Ho grim.

"Why did who ever created Easter pick a rabbit, Ho? That is surely something I want to know."

"Yeah Gung, it does seem strange. With all the animals out on the range. They picked the one to give chocolate away that has shit the same size as the chocolate on display."

"Umm Ho, how are we going to know?"

"Know what? Oh you mean if it is chocolate or shit that comes out their butt?"

Boy, were these two dumb. They must have had some pretty strong rum. But they can amuse I suppose until they get eaten by killer crows. What? One can dream. I'm sure though they will never lose steam. By now Gung had the bright idea to climb the tree, proving even more he is not the brightest bulb at any sea.

"Ho, I know. I will watch how they glow. I will climb this tree and if they glimmer from afar, it will be chocolate that I see."

"Perfect thought, Gung. Then you can tell me which is chocolate and which is dung."

Now he was up on a branch looking down at their little bunny ranch. I knew what was going to come due even before his tree climbing view. For the branch began to crack and he fell to the ground, giving the rabbits a heart attack.

"Gung, are you alright? Did you catch any chocolate glimmers in your sight?

"Ho, I can officially say that here on this day, all we found was a pile of shit. Now I must go rinse and spit."

Gung pulled his face from the ground and nothing but brown spots were found. He sure scared those rabbits a ton. He looked so nasty my OCD had me ready to run. But the two went the other way, yapping about Easter for the rest of the day.

"Easter needs to have an Easter Moose."

"Hell Gung, I'd even take a goose."

"A camel might be nice. They could hold lots of spice."

"A zebra too. At least they'd have black and white poo."

"Is it that color, Ho? That is something I would also like to know."

So the cat has reframed from such a topic at his place. He can not help it if those two have such an embrace. He just told the tale that came to pass. They sure gave the rabbits more than gas. I think they need to join Drazin on the short bus to class. Next time I'll save them the trouble and send them a pringle can filled with stuff from my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
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