Random memory from 18 years ago:

Apparently,
I thought I was born in the year of the rabbit and had a strange
obsession with the animal. Hell, I even thought my buck teeth were
indicative of the fact that I am a rabbit made man (let’s keep away
from the awkward furry
implications from that last statement and we’d all be happy campers,
people). Anyway, this strange obsession with rabbits made 7-year old me
go hop around the house and make rabbit noises. This apparently drove
my folks crazy, because next thing I knew they bought me a big white
rabbit. No, really, the rabbit was fucking huge. Read More »