Claire and I went to Forestside, and after some clothes shopping, we dandered about Sainsburys.
Got some toffee apples (*drool*) and other stuff, and I got some gingerbread rabbits.
Upon arriving home, I decided to gorge on the other supplies, before carefully opening my gingerbread rabbits.
"I could build a rabbit army!" thought me.
As I opened, I noticed some broken fragments. "No worries," thought me, "I can just eat those, *yum*."
(I have the ability to pronouce *)
I scooped out all the whole ones to find a horror lying below. Broken dead gingerbread rabbits!
Sainsbury has no respect for their gingerbread rabbits.
My Rabbit Army - somewhat depleated due to the casualties...
The horror lying below...dead gingerbread rabbits
The Bodies - If you're squeemish... too late
The Walking Wounded - The only one to make it out alive.... cept for the rest of the army... shh