Last year Jill and I drove up to Victorville in expectation of being parents that night. Not so fast, my friends! We waited for another full day. But not before we had our last non-parental dinner together at Outback Steakhouse. There's the answer to a trivia question some day.
I'm sure this is a dark day in the bunny history lore. Even Cherry Bugg right now stares at Mary Jane and sulks as she realizes she has moved down a notch -- now two -- in the family pecking order. Poor Chee.
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