SC: What would you say is the central theme of your latest work?

BMD: Bunnerabb must die!

SC: Mustn't everyone? Why single out Bunnerabb?

BMD: ...

SC: ...

BMD: Bunnerabb must die!

SC: Surely you have some justification for remarking on Bunnerabb's inevitable demise instead of, say, brad's or boorite's.

BMD: (fidgets, sips a glass of water)

SC: Well?

BMD: That is a hostile line of questioning. This interview is over. (Rips off lavalier mic and runs offstage.)

SC: Thank you. Our guest has been Bunnerabb Must Die. Please join us next week, when we interview Exit, Pursued by a Bear.

I was skeptical at first, but Bunnerabb Must Die makes a pretty convincing case.

He made a total dick out of that interviewer.

Of course, we all know Bunnerabb can never die.
Bullets, train wrecks, nothing at all can kill him.

If you shoot Bunnerabb in your dreams, you'd better wake up and apologize.

I feel happy.

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If you shoot Bunnerabb in your dreams, you'd better wake up and apologize.

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Oh man, I shot Bunnerabb in the face.

What does Bunnerabb look like?

Bunnerabb's dead, baby. Bunnerabb's dead.

That's right. Bunnerabb came down from heaven and stopped the muthafuckin' bullets.

Oh, you sendin' the 'Rabb? Shit, negro! That's all you had to say!

Is there a sign on my lawn that says Dead Bunner Storage?

And you will KNOW my name is the RABB when I lay my vengance upon thee!

Mm-mm! That is a tasty Bunnerabb!

Bunnerabb?! They speak 'Ainglish in Bunnerabb?!

I'm not worried about my coffee, I'm worried about the dead Bunnerabb in my garage!

Lets not start sucking each others' Bunnerabbs just yet.

So a papa tomato is walking with a baby tomato, and he steps on him, and he says, "Bunnerabb."

Bunnerabb's dead, baby... Bunnerabb's dead.

...and you will KNOW!!! That my name... is Bunnerabb.

You were looking at yourself in the mirror.... and you want some Bunnerabb?

That's a five dollar shake? You don't put any Bunnerabb in it or nuthin'?

You know what they call a quarter-pounder with cheese in Amsterdam? A Bunnerabb.

Move over to the two Bunnerabbs by the corner... warmer... waarmer.... disco.

Next up: Monty Python-themed Bunnerabb quotes.

Michael: Where does it say that you can't kill bunnerabb? Tom, wait a minute. I'm talking about a stripper -- that's mixed up in drugs. I'm talking about ah - ah - a dishonest stripper -- a crooked stripper who got mixed up in the rackets and got what was coming to him. That's a terrific story. And we have newspaper people on the payroll, don't we, Tom? And they might like a story like that.

Tom: They might, they just might...

Boorite: "So.. Part II of this in depth interview. Let's get to it: 'whither Bunnerabb must die'?"

BMD: "You still got that little assed Fender amp? The one that looks like Tinkerbelle would use it for a toy Strat?"

Boorite: "Maybe."

BMD: "Maybe.. yeah. Ok. I mean.. what do you mic that with, a Radio Shack lavalier?"

Boorite: "Hey, fuck you, man. OK?"

BMD: "Hey, YOU'RE the one with the vaginally impaired guitar rig, Nancy. Not me!"

Boorite: "I can take you out with one punch, man!"

BMD: "Bring it."

Boorite: "I mean.. I COULD! I mean.. this is an interview, and.. I'm not gonna lower myself to your level!"

BMD: "Sure."

Boorite: "Fuck this! Possum? SHOOT THSI FUCK! IN THE FACE!"

Possum: "Again??"

Boorite "I.. All your base, bunnyboy! You just wait."

BMD: "All my...?"

Boorite: "I can.. I can kick..."

(At this point, Crispin Glover sued Boorite for IP theft, we ran out of doughnuts, and the housekeeper phoned 911. Stay tuned for "An Interview With Bunnerabb Must Die! Pt. III - wherein BMD is eaten by sharks.)

Boorite: "So,, part three of this... Gah!! SHARK!"

BMD: "What?!"

Boorite: I said 'SHARK!' You deaf motherfucker!

BMD: "Where?"

Boorite: " T H E R E ! "

BMD: "OWWWWWWW!! AGGGHHHHH!! AHHH!! HHHHAHHGGHHH!!! OAGAAAGGGH OW! SONOFABITCH!" *GlUrG*

Boorite:

Boorite "Well cunt me for a godfucker."

Boorite

Boorite: "That's a wrap! Last one to Pizza Hut is a wang wrangler!"

The "I can...I can kick..." Crispin Glover reference was really good.

Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition! Amongst our weaponry are such diverse elements as...fear, surprise, ruthless efficiency, an almost fanatical devotion to Bunnerabb, and nice red uniforms...Oh damn!

I have an amp that would make you wet your pants at 60 metres.

Can't play for shit, though.

I just saw that Crispin Glover clip from Letterman yesterday.

He was FUCKED UP. Damn, was he whacked out. I'm glad to see him back, though. I always thought he was pretty talented.

I hate Crispin Glover. God. He's a very predictable actor.

Alright, Godfather Bunnerabb Quotes:

I'll make you an offer Bunner can't refuse.

It'll either be your brains, or your Bunnerabb on that paper.

Come on folks, you can do more! You could even plumb the masterpiece, Pt.II or the very dissappointing Pt.III!

Just when you thought you got out of Bunnerabb... he pulls you right back in!

Jaws is Bunner's favorite movie. So we should do Jaws quotes.

You're gonna need a bigger Bunnerabb.

Let's try making this into a guessing game. This should be an easy one...

"They're Bunnerabb, man. How can they cut the power?"

"This Bunnerabb has a substantial dollar value attached to it."

"Is this going to a stand-up fight, sir, or another Bunnerabb hunt?"

"I say we take off and nuke Bunnerabb from orbit. It's the only way to be sure."

Guessing game, eh? "GAME OVER, MAN!" lewl

I hate that movie.

"I'm fixin' to B-U-N-N-E-R-A-B-B!"

I am so far ahead of curve dominant that it would make your narrow, nickel-for-six ass hurt, and yet...

Where is the love?

You niggaz got some splainin' to do, Roocy.

That and, you know...

"We are teh coolzor leetzor larfzor!"

Does this shit get old, or what?

*arr arr arr arr*

*sn0of**sn0of*sn0of*

Oh, Prunella.

I am a caution.

Person of colour, I beseech thee.

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Bunner,

Over here,

In the beige, faceless condo,

Doing all of that shit that you think cannot be possibly done by one lone ofay.

(A hayeeeeeee)

When I move, you move,

(Just like that)

When I move, you move,

(Just like that)

When I move, you move,

(Just like that)

((Hell yeah, hey DeeJay, play that back))

Actually....

No.

I'm not.

Thanks for asking, though.

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BMD: That is a hostile line of questioning. This interview is over. (Rips off lavalier mic and runs offstage.)

SC: Thank you. Our guest has been Bunnerabb Must Die. Please join us next week, when we interview Exit, Pursued by a Bear.

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You think he's gone? He's not gone! That's the whole point! He's never gone!
You SEE???
Oh, wait, that was from "What about Bob?"
Happy days are here again :)

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pita * Old, but not older than bunner

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Try answering your phone, luv :D

A soundman who answers his cell phone comes across as desperate.