THIS Bun does:
Tell us about eet, Brogan S.: “This is a photo of my rescue bunny, Betty (AKA Clock Ears), showing me how she knows exactly what time it is! (Time for an Egg Biscuit!) Love your site and the calendar. [Nice plug, thanks. -Ed] Keep up the good work!”
THIS Bun does:
This is the way we wash our ears, wash our ears, wash our ears.
This is the way we wash our ears, early Bunday mornin’.
This is the way we neeble neeble, neeble neeble, neeble neeble.
This is the way we neeble neeble, early Bunday mornin’.
This is the way we make ‘em squee, make ‘em squee, make ‘em squee.
This is the way we make ‘em squee, early Bunday mornin’.
This is the way we show who’s boss, show who’s boss, show who’s boss.
This is the way we show who’s boss, early Bunday mornin’.
This is the way we toast our buns, toast our buns, toast our buns.
This is the way we toast our buns, early Bunday mornin’.
This is Mrs. Lop Hophoperson, from James P.
Everyone would you please check to see if you have the spare paper shredder around your desk. It has gone missing again.
Lindsay H. found it, and named it Mable!
Sender-Inner Andrew B. says “Here are two pictures of our rescue rabbit Blake. He was kept in a small box most of his life [Grrrrrrrrrr -Ed] and we were told he’d have difficulty walking and wouldn’t last long. We’ve had him almost two years and as you can see he enjoys running in the garden a lot!”
The middle of the night.
You’ve got the munchies.
The fridge is empty.
You know you left a carrot in the living room somewhere.
[The smooshy little coive of the back tapering into perfect 'tocks, + the GRAY ROUND TAIL BALL- just a bonus. -Ed]
“Attached you will find a photo of my sweet little bun, Stormy Omaha, shot by Susie Phillips. This one is of a naughty bun trying to eat my palm tree! Hope you enjoy!” -Stephanie K.
Sender-Inner Melissa M. really outdid herself with this submishe. Says Melissa: “This bunn-nu-copia could easily be confused for “Tonguesgiving” however, do not mistake the carrot for a tongue. This lionhead is prepared to feast.”
you can resist the adorable powers of this bun.
Turn up the sound so even your earballs can be mesmerized by bunny crunching.
Just when you thought it was safe to fall asleep, someone with a camera films you. It’s not deadly or anything, just real annoying.
Snowball is gonna sweep the nation, Bonnie G.
Tugboat bunny to Captain: Time to tow you in, SS Iron Bottom. You are listing to one side!
Miss Kim H. had a bunny, the bunny had a bell (singsong)…
Here at Buns ‘R’ Us, we’re continually striving to improve our Cute Buns with the latest technical innovations. And this time, we think we’ve really come up with something exciting!
Our Buns now offer More Noms Per Minute than the national brand of Bun!
We tried to put a Nom-O-Meter on this little dude, and it didn’t work. See for yourself!
Spotted on the Intertubes, n’ originally posted by someone with a long user name.
Your rendition of “Happy Birthday” was lackluster and off-key, the store-bought carrot cake was undercooked in the center, and the so-called entertainment was unconvincing; I was not for one second fooled that dancer was a real police officer.
Laura G. says: “Oval-Cakes wants to be on Cute Overload!”