Once apon a time there was a tree, It did nothing because it was a tree. But one day this tree got hit by lighting and burst into flames because it was a tree and still it did nothing. the tree burned for a while but eventually the rain put it out. the tree continued to be a tree and do nothing. The End.

Once apon a time there was a tree, It did nothing because it was a tree. But one day this tree got hit by lighting and burst into flames because it was a tree and still it did nothing. the tree burned for a while but eventually the rain put it out. the tree continued to be a tree and do nothing. The End.

Once upon a time, In an ocean deep and blue, there lived a squid with all his squid friends who didn't know what to do. For you see his body was slimy, and his tentacles different lengths, this poor little squid had more weaknesses than he had strengths. But one day he had a vision, and knew just what to do, this slimy squid had a plan to make himself brand new. He swam and he swam as fast as his squidy arms could go, Untill he reached the chasm with coral as white as snow. He rubbed and he rubbed untill he was all chalky, and then he swam way down to where it was all rocky. He reached the floor and lifted the biggest rocks he could, until this once weak squid was as clean, and strong, and good. He went to see his friends once more, to see what they would think, but to his surprise, before his eyes, they looked at him with disgust. For he was white and bulgy, and smelled of mossy rocks. So then the squid, he had no friends, because he was a tool. The end.

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Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.

Once upon a time there was a pink fluffy bunny. This bunny was pink, and also had fluffy fur, because he was a pink fluffy bunny. one day, this bunny was hopping down the side walk when he came across a tree, this tree sat there, doing nothing because trees don't do anything. the bunny circled around the tree, eating tall grass and cherries that fell from the tree (It was a cherry tree, Duh.). The bunny then hopped away, slightly bloated, his stomach full to the brim. he hopped and hopped until he saw some other bunnies, these bunnies pointed and laughed at the bunny because he was fat and pink. They then proceeded to roll him down a hill. The moral of this story is, that bunnies are mean, also there's no such thing as a pink bunny.