Advice Smakk
Dear Reader,
I am very constipated. I haven't been able to go since being dropped off at bunnies. Any advice would be greatly appreciated.
Strainfully Yours,
Carrot

Neglectful Smakk
I don't really get this work thing. First he starts off by telling me all he does is make money but yet he is home alot. Now he is muttering about actually having to work for his money and I'm hearing grand promises of him making it up to me later. I don't think a expensive pet bed and the finest chew toys are going to make this up to me, buddy. He has actually dumped me at his bunnies house for a few days. I'm forced to go on crappier walks and put up with that damn cat. On the plus side, there are all new blinds to chew on and I'm plotting how to get up on the dining room table to eat the cat's food.

Sisterhood Smakk
Are you fucking kidding me? I just saw a picture of my bunny and her friend, and they both had the same necklace on. So here's the conversation:
Smakk - "You guys have that same necklace?"
Bunny - "All four of us have it. We do things like that. That's how we roll."
Smakk - "First off, stop stealing my lines. Secondly, are you fucking kidding me? Sisterhood of the Traveling Necklaces. Do you all share the same brand of tampons?"
Bunny - "Only to mark our territory. Speaking of which - why don't you put a picture of me and OOBunny on your blog?"
Smakk - "I don't even have a pic of myself on the blog."
Bunny - "But you should put one of me up there."
All I can say is - ALERT. Stage 5 clinger.