I have a garden. Never mind what's in it. Not your business. Fuck you.

Now that I'm done with my faggoty little life story, here's the point: I've got a rabbit problem.
That insufferable little nigger thinks he can eat my shit.

Revenge time.

It's not hard to trap a rabbit. You get a cage that shuts when the brainless little shit
wanders into it for a snack. what's hard as fuck is to figure out what that rabbit cares about.

I waited up for it. It came out at a little past midnight and I was careful not to scare it.
Go ahead! Chew that shit up! Hop on home at your liesure! You'll see what happens.

I followed it. It got away from me 4 times on 4 nights before I found its home... and its wife
or whatever rabbits have.
Two cages, two rabbits. First night. Easy. Stupid motherfuckers.

Those rabbits were not happy. They didn't like being caged. I kept them warm and safe though 
and even bought them rabbit food... and another rabbit. A male rabbit.

I asked the girl at the store if there was one that stuck out as being dominant - the jerk of the group.
A rabbit alpha.

When I threw that hulking, ill-mannered, floppy-eared, pet-store reject in with that bastard rabbit's
beloved and he had to watch her precious little bunny puss hole get stuffed again and again
by the biggest, baddest tough-guy jerkoff of a rabbit that I could find, it made him jump
and chew his cage and freak out like only desperate jeaslousy could.

I kept them. He had to watch them have babies. 3 litters, before I decided enough was enough.

Take that, you little faggot.