I hear they’ll be auctioning off the lovely muff made from Toby on e bay.
But seriously, isn’t this almost like when Eddie Murphy told people to call in on SNL or they would cook and eat Larry the Lobster?
Would it help to know that a) the paypal “total” displayed on his website is fake, b) that the account it links to is nonexistent, and that c) the only people who would possibly be thick enough to donate money are also rather conveniently those people who can’t actually read the numbers on their credit cards in order to do so? I mean, really; just how godawfully dumb do you have to be to buy a “save toby” mug in the forlorn hope that it might save a rabbit you don’t even know exists? These people need to be relieved of their money before they do something really stupid with it, like buying a SegWay, or a Burberry baseball cap, or a Charles and Camilla commemorative codpiece, or sellotaping it to their arse. These loons are more likely to choke to death on a rabbit than actually save it with previous intent.
Then why not get upset about the actual people actually harming actual animals, instead of the people making slightly lame joke sites? For fuck’s sake, I could go out tomorrow and eat enough rabbit stew to cause a miniature leporidaean holocaust, and you wouldn’t blink an eye. If I really felt edgy, I could make jokes about catapulting cows into swimming pools between mouthfuls, oblivious to the plight of moistly fictional electronic bovines the world over. Hell, it occurs to me that my eating habits today incurred the inestimable cost to society of the deaths of one (1) pig and one (1) cow, who were both at least partially minced and formed into chorizo and hamburger respectively, before being painfully seared until really quite tasty and inserted into the mouth of yours truly. No websites mourned their passing, and no impassioned pleas were made for their safe return. I just et them, and I’ve got to tell you I feel pretty good about it. On the other hand, if you’ve got $50 to spare, I’ll be happy to have a Caesar salad tomorrow (we’ll pretend we don’t know about the anchovies, who were probably suicidal in any case what with the parmesan and all).
I seem to have wandered from the point here somewhat, but to recap:
It’s a fucking rabbit. And not even a real one at that. Sheesh. To think that we vex ourselves with such matters while Usher still has a recording contract.
I don’t see why you’re blaming the site’s operators for that. They’re not making (or, for that matter, letting, but let’s not get distracted, here) anyone give them a single penny. If you want to get angry at someone, get angry at the fuzzy-headed idiots who gave them money to save one lousy rabbit instead of spending it on a worth cause, like having themselves neutered. Except, of course, said idiots don’t exsist because the entire website is a fake.
Of course, I could argue that people shouldn’t waste their money on charities for animals when charities for actual human beings are still so desperate for cash. But I won’t, because A) I do think those charities are worthwhile causes and have supported them in the past, and B) it’s not my business to tell anyone how to spend their money. If they think emancipating Flopsy is important enough to blow fifty grand, that’s their business. Not mine, and certainly not yours.
Well, in that case, giving Toby the ax would be a step in the right direction, wouldn’t it?
You’ll excuse me if I don’t take your opinion on what is or is not funny. I thought the website was hilarious. Of course, since it’s designed to make people like you look stupid, I can understand why you wouldn’t appreciate it quite so much.
With feathers?
Because that would totally fucking rock.
I dont’ know about the web site - but this thread is priceless.
I’d actually pictured it in that sort of crappy Franklin Mint porcelain they make with gold edging, and a picture of the happy couple on whatever part of the item is conveniently prominent. Oh, and a large pair of moulded ears. But hey, if feathers are your thing, that’s cool - whatever floats your scrote.
Fuck off, it was very funny, especially the recipes section! Although the fact that someone actually believed it is a close second in hilarity.
Still, while you’re here, there is something you could help me with. I was the wife of the Pope. Shortly before he died he deposited $30 million in laudered drug money in a swiss bank account and I need help to move the money out of the country…
And in the North End in Boston you can buy whole skinned rabbits in some of the local butcher shops. They hang ‘em in the window with the fur still on the paws. There’s good eatin’ on one of them things – if you don’t mind a lot of bones for the amount of meat you get.
Ah, yes, the old rabbit punch, eh?
Cats aren’t meant to be useful to begin with. Unless you consider upchucked rodent fragments on the carpet useful.
“If you don’t buy this magazine, we’ll shoot this dog”
Hey, even the ancient Egyptians knew that without the capturing, partly digesting and unfortunate occasional fragmentary upchucking performed by cats, the grain stored to fend off famine would be one giant rat buffet.
Show some respect. acck k-chhhhluck
Damn, this Internet thing gets some people waay too jacked up. Even if it was true, it’s just a fucking rabbit. Millions of rabbits are born and die every fucking day.
Who gives a flying fuck. Damn, I think I will hold a butcher knife up to my dog, take a pic, upload it with a dire warning and fucking retire with the cash these idiots send in.
Get a fucking grip.
Hell, I think I’d send them a fiver if the would eat the rabbit.
“In the postwar era, two.”
–P.J. O’Rouke, American philosopher
So now you have a problem with cod? Fuck you, you fish-hating piece of shit.
That’s right, you heard me. And if you don’t donate right now I’m going to start inserting bream in horses, so help me God. And I’ll laugh while I’m doing it, too. Fucking bream.
Bream? Ha! Good luck getting the guitar in there.
Why is everyone getting so worked up about a stupid rabbit, when there is the very real and horrible epidemic of Kitten-Huffing going on?
Arrrgh! It makes me so mad!