Delinquent Bunnies

Came home late Saturday night.  Startled by the live animals on the street; can't have critters I ran over on my conscience, too much in it already.

I didn't hit them, but I drove past them.  What were they?  Turns out they were bunnies, two of them.  One of them passed in front of me, the other just seemed to loiter on the side.

We have a lot of bunnies in the neighborhood, or at least in our backyard.  Grandmother said a few months ago that one of the dogs from one of the houses close by us killed a rabbit, and the dead carcass ended up in our backyard; she somehow got the city to dispose of it.  Saw another dig through our dirt and lie flat right on top of the hole he/she/it made.  Guessing it was taking a shit.

Anyway, I'm fairly certain one of the neighbor kids got a bunny for a pet, decided he or she didn't want it, and just let it loose on the town.  It met up with another abandoned rabbit, and they fucked like ... well, rabbits.  And now we have these two lollygagging bunnies hanging out at 2 in the morning on the street.

I immediately thought that kids would do the same thing.  What if they were teenage bunnies, doing nothing but ruttin' on a weekend summer night?  What if they could talk?

"Dude, I'm bored."

"I know.  I thought summer would be better than this."

"Shit, it's better than fuckin' homework and shit."

"Hey, you wanna root around the Asian family's backyard?  They have no idea we'll be there."

"Already been.  How about the Hispanic family down the street?"

"Which one?"

"Ummm ... don't know.  Shoot, let's just go to the Somali family right over ..."

"Dude, watch out!"

"Shiiiiiiiiiiiit!  Watch where you're fuckin' goin', asshole!"

"Goddamn, you don't see us rabbits hanging out in the dark?!  Fucker."

"Dude, let's go."

"Where to?"

"Uh, let's go behind the church."

"And do what?"

"Well ... we are rabbits.  Wanna fuck?"

"Sure.  Gotta condom?"

"No, we're rabbits."

"Oh."