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  <title>Why Are You Wearing That Stupid Rabbit Suit?</title>
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  <description>&quot;So maybe spending all my time locked up in my room with a kitten the bartender gave me isn&apos;t such a good idea, huh?&quot; he says to the kitten, watching it batting at his fingers, mewling pathetically.  He&apos;d been feeding her, of course; he wouldn&apos;t let a helpless little thing starve to death after all.  Sneaking down in the middle of the night to get catfood and dishes of water.  He hadn&apos;t been so choosy about what he ate:  last night he&apos;d taken some of the turkey leftovers he&apos;d seen the guy with the horns and furry legs leaving out, bringing up some of the korma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His curtains hadn&apos;t been open.  There was a big tree out back that scared him when he went outside.  Didn&apos;t want to know if you could see it from his window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, he really needed to give the kitten back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he picked her up, stroking her carefully, and headed downstairs.</description>
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  <title>Mad World</title>
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  <description>So.  End of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s honestly not the strangest thing I&apos;ve ever heard.  But that&apos;s not the point.  6 foot tall bunny rabbits have to be fairly common, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, Donnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*he sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... this Richard guy&apos;s paying my tab for just now.  Or well, it&apos;s &lt;i&gt;going&lt;/i&gt; on his tab.  He&apos;s not paying it.  I guess I&apos;ve got to get a job or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d be a pretty good glass-boy.  Waiter.  Or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll see.  &lt;i&gt;We&apos;ll&lt;/i&gt; see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*he stops looking in the mirror, and looks to the bedroom door*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been a couple of days.  Maybe I &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; go downstairs.  Food would be nice...</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Nov 2004 00:29:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>If I Should Die Before I Wake...</title>
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  <description>The world ended in a bang that shook the whole house as the engine crashed through the roof of Donnie&apos;s bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;d been expecting it.  He&apos;d been talking to Frank for long enough to know when the world - not the whole world, just his - was going to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when it did, when he felt the cold heavy weight slam into his body, he smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he woke up, he was lying outside a bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s fairly sure that wasn&apos;t supposed to happen.</description>
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