there was a wabbit.
it was dawn's wabbit. it had survived many ordeals,
from stella's lung cancer prediction to the tsunami disaster.
One fine day, dawn was on MSN with iantannyiann,Glammaster Phd.
She told him that she was bored.
ian laughed and waved it away.
before that, she explicitly told him that she wanted to sell her wabbit awayDawn broke the morning calmness by hitting OMG FUCK I THINK MY WABBIT IS DEAD.
ting tong.
the message popped up on ian's screen.
His first reaction was "OMGOSH"
followed by "why?"
but dawn wasn't in a logical state of mind to explain how she managed to dehydrate her rabbit.
so she asked him "HOW!?"
yeah right. as if ian's a doctor.
So ian brainlessly typed (i mean hey, its 11 Am in the morning)
"take a bamboo pole. and poke it. see whether it moves"
Dawn proceeded to hurl slippers and poke umbrellas at its cage.
no effect.
ian, in all his medical knowledge and expertise, promptly declared
"HAHA YOUR WABBIT IS DEAD" on MSN.
Dawn continued to ask Dr.Ian, Phd, Medical Sciences, "HOW!?"
Ian then calmly told her to attach the bamboo pole and dustpan together and throw it away. (i mean hey. its dead right..what do you expect me to do? do you really think i'm a vet)
yes. so i am innocent.