There's an old, running joke about how I "hate" Bailey and wish to let him out the backdoor, never to be heard from again. It's a mean-spirited joke, to be sure, but let's get one thing straight: I don't actually HATE Bailey.
He's just a miserable little monster who gets on my nerves sometimes, mainly due to the putrid stench that arises from his green potty almost immediately after every changing. This rabbit can really unleash some hideous, toxic substances, and that toilet doesn't stay "clean" long.
Bail used to be almost kind of halfway cool, before Murray came along.
Now, he just grunts and thumps and sheds his way through a grumpy, poo-filled life...awaiting his next offering from what I can only assume he sees as his evil, murderous "food apes."
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