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Two mushrooms stood in the forest. And they were so bored. Okay, maybe you’d find it romantic to stand in the forest and listen to the birds, deers, foxes and so on - but only for half an hour, not for your whole life. So our two mushrooms were really bored.
”It’s boring, isn’t it?”
”Yeaaah, it’s really boring here outside.”
”… ”
”… (me too)”
”Shouldn’t we do ... anything?”
”Great idea. What’s your proposal?”
”Well, hum … no idea. To be honest – I’ve got no idea at all.”
”We could… we could… Wait!”
”Haven’t we done that all the time?”
”No, I mean – I’ve got an idea! We could beat up the funny bunny!”
”Sounds really great - but we need to have a reason why. We can’t beat up he funny bunny without having a good reason or being provoked! ”
”You’re right, we need a reason! [*think] So, why don’t we ask the funny bunny why he doesn’t wear a cap. We both know that the funny bunny isn’t that much… errr… intelligent. As soon as he doesn’t find an answer, we can tell that’s he has been impolite – and beat him up!”
”Well, just being impolite may not be seen as a good reason – but nevertheless it’s a reason!”
The two mushrooms stood in the forest and waited for the funny bunny. One week later (the two mushrooms had to be a little bit patient), the funny bunny came along.
”Funny bunny, hello funny bunny, please come to us, we’ve got a question for you!”
Funny bunny came to the two mushrooms:
”Hello muffroomf, what’f your queftion?”
With a bright smile in the face:
” Funny bunny, why don’t you wear a cap?”
”Errr,… hum, errr… Ha?”
And the two mushroom started to beat up the funny bunny. It was no pleasure, blood spread around, bones were breaking and… I know that we’ve got here a netiquette, so I don’t want to cause any nightmares or hurt any delicate minds. Just imagine yourself a cruel fight and double the pain – and you’ll get a fraction of the real happening.
After a (long) period of time, the funny bunny was creeping away from the bloody ground and the two mushrooms congratulated each other for the big amusement.
Three weeks later, the two mushrooms were still standing in the forest – and they were so bored. They had talked a long time about each punch they made, about each cry of the funny bunny and about each single drop of blood the two cruel mushrooms had caused to drop. But now, the fun was over and they were bored again.
”It’s boring…again… isn’t it?”
”Yes, you’re right. [*sigh] Remember the good old times, when we beat up the funny bunny? Haha…”
”Haha… Yeah, good times…[*sigh]
Hey, what if we repeat it? I mean, beating up the funny bunny was one of the most funny things we ever made, wasn’t it?”
”You’re my man! Really great idea! But I fear, we need a new reason why to beat him up. I mean, just asking the same question won’t do it.”
”Well, okay, the same reason would be really strange. What if – let me think – what if we ask him for a cigarette. If he gives us cigarettes without filter, we can be upset of getting cigarettes without filter, and if he’s got cigarettes with filter for us, we can get angry about cigarettes with filter!”
”You mean, he’ll be losing anyway, equal what he’ll be doing? Great! Maybe not a very good reason, but, well.. a reason!”
So the two mushrooms waited again for the funny bunny. Two weeks later (two weeks filled with wild dreams and anticipation), funny bunny came along. Still hobbling and pretty careful, but the two mushrooms saw him.
”Funny bunny, hello funny bunny, please come to us. Hey funny bunny, I’m talking to you! Funny bunny! COME HERE!!”
Hobbling, with big eyes, slowly, carefully and always ready for a quick escape, funny bunny came to the two mushrooms.
”Good morning, my dear muffroomf.”
”Funny bunny, no need to shiver, we just wanted to smoke a friendly cigarette with you. You do have a cigarette for us, don’t you?”
Relaxing and with much less fear in his voice:
”Of courfe, no problem. Do you wiff it wif filter or wifout?”
”Errr… Funny bunny, why don’t you wear a cap?”
