Death, Bunnies, and a Pair of Pliers

One morning a couple days ago I was in my bike room (which also happens to be my painting studio) trying to get my bike prepped for a ride.  At some point frustration overcame me (which it happens to do on occasion) and with lightning speed I grabbed the pliers that were sitting in front of me, whirled around and chucked them at the first thing I saw across the room.  Well they stuck and I’ve decided to leave them!

I can imagine that some people would think that this is naive and I kind of agree. But this bunny has given me so much hell it just seemed like the perfect finale. If it wasn’t finished yet it certainly is now and it ended with the most amazingly perfect thud imaginable.

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