So what? How about this slightly naughty quote:
I've told rabbit jokes here. This one came my way recently:
Widdle Wabbits
A precious little girl walks into a Pet store and asks, in the sweetest little lisp, between two missing teeth, "Excuthe me, mithter, do you keep widdle Wabbits?"
As the shopkeeper's heart melts, he gets down on his knees so that he's on her level and asks,
"Do you want a widdle white wabbit,or a thoft and fuwwy, bwack wabbit, or maybe one like that cute widdle bwown wabbit over there?"
She, in turn, blushes, rocks on her heels, puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says, in a tiny quiet voice, "I don't think my Python really cares.”
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It looks like a bad joke but I think it is actually a clever joke devised by a computer programmer with a wicked sense of humour. Rabbits/wabbits are, after all, fantastical mathematicians; hence, their ability to multiply quickly.
There is a rogue computer program called Wabbit that keeps on "self-replicating" (ie, reproducing like rabbits!) once it gets itself into a computer system. Such a program -- also known as a "fork bomb" -- thus uses up a tremendous amount of the computer's resources, slowing it down greatly. There is also a computer programming language called Python that apparently is known to have been infected by the Wabbit fork bomb. Now you know!
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And, now, to wrap up, here's a good, clean, harebrained joke:
A man was driving along the highway, and saw a rabbit hopping across the middle of the road. He swerved to avoid hitting the rabbit, but unfortunately the rabbit jumped in front of the car and was hit. The driver, being a sensitive man as well as an animal lover, pulled over to the side of the road and got out to see what had become of the rabbit. Much to his dismay, the rabbit was dead.
The driver felt so awful he began to cry. A woman driving down the highway saw the man crying on the side of the road and pulled over. She stepped out of her car and asked the man what was wrong. "I feel terrible," he explained. "I accidentally hit this rabbit and killed it."
The woman told the man not to worry. She knew what to do. She went to he car trunk and pulled out a spray can. She walked over to the limp, dead rabbit, and sprayed the contents of the can onto the rabbit.
Miraculously, the rabbit came to life, jumped up, waved its paw at the two humans and hopped down the road. 50 metres away the rabbit stopped, turned around, waved at the two again, hopped down the road another 50 metres, turned, waved, and hopped another 50 metres.
The man was astonished. He couldn't figure out what substance could be in the woman's spray can! He ran over to the woman and demanded, " What was in your spray can? What did you spray onto that rabbit?" The woman turned the can around so that the man could read the label.
It said: " 'Hare Spray' Restores Life to Hare. Adds Permanent Wave."
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