Hare Trigger
March 3, 2006
Berkeley, California
This week we made real progress in the war against hunting. It all started with my offhand remark to some Bambi-killing Neanderthal that I'd consider hunting to be a sport when the prey is also armed. Scooter overheard this and paid a visit to a friend who designs human prosthetics and had him adapt a brain-triggered mechanism that could be linked with a firearm, and voila, the Hunter-B-Gon(TM) was born! Just like the prosthetic hand that grips when signaled by the brain, this trigger mechanism is activated by a small probe in the part of the animal's brain that senses fear. Cool.
I went to the neighborhood pet store and purchased the largest rabbit they had. I named him "Fluffy." Scooter immediately started Fluffy on an intense training program by dressing as a hunter and scaring the crap out of him repeatedly. Once Fluffy was conditioned, our vet friend inserted the little probe into his brain and wired it to the featherweight Kel-Tec P3AT automatic pistol we had taped to his body. It worked perfectly, as every time hunter Scooter jumped at Fluffy, we would hear the "clicking" of the trigger mechanism. Die, hunter! We were ready to release Fluffy into a popular hunting spot outside of town.
In a spirit of fairness, we posted signs in the area that said, "Caution hunters! Animals in this area are armed, and if threatened, will shoot!" We figured this would turn back all but the stupid ones, and they probably deserved to get shot by an animal. Scooter double-checked the apparatus, brushed and fed Fluffy, then loaded the magazine into the gun.
Fluffy took two hops, turned, and shot Scooter in the knee! Oh crap! Apparently scared by the sound of gunfire, Fluffy then shot me in the ankle, shot our car, shot the sign, then shot Scooter (the genius) again, in the crotch. At this point I started clubbing Fluffy with a tree branch as the homicidal bunny fired off another shot which thankfully missed me, but hit Scooter once again, this time in the elbow. Damn, that bunny really had it in for Scooter! Finally I killed Fluffy, but not before he looked up at me with a twisted little grin accompanied by one last "click" of the trigger - thank God the gun was empty.
While Scooter's idea of arming innocent animals was brilliant, his assumption that they possess any kind of reasoning skills was not. As for Fluffy, well, he almost killed us both, and frankly I enjoyed clubbing the snot out of him. One unfortunate result of this whole episode is that Scooter has applied for a hunting license and I fear for rabbits everywhere. On the positive side, Fluffy probably did the world a favor by shooting off Scooter's testicles - knowing he can't reproduce gives me a certain amount of peace.







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I am sure people at PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) won't find any fun reading this one. On the other hand, people at PETA (People Eating Tasty Animals) will love it. I belong to neither of them and I loved it too. Does it make an animal's enemy out of me? :)
P. Moonbeam: PETA knows my heart.....
Posted by: Adolph from Cuba | December 29, 2006 at 12:34 PM
I normally don't comment to your posts - there's usually nothing to add. You are amazing. Thanks for doing what you are doing - it's a nice layover from reading news. By the way - did you doctor your photo? Or is it the result of the incredible Dr. Fuentes?
Posted by: tblubird | March 10, 2006 at 07:45 AM
OKAY....who stole the cute pic??? Shave them eyebrows Peace...LOL
Posted by: Justthinkin | March 09, 2006 at 08:24 PM
Hey Sweetie,
No pressure, but you got me hooked for more. Drink a six pack and get busy. Forget that, wait till you are inspired, it's worth the wait.
Posted by: Seaspook | March 09, 2006 at 05:21 PM
That was awesome perhaps Scooter should try it next time with something a little easier on the body like a tazer.
Posted by: Patty aka Redneck Granny | March 09, 2006 at 11:44 AM
how does he reload?
Posted by: tommy | March 08, 2006 at 07:08 PM
Miss Moonbeam, you have given me new hope that you will eventually become my redneck floozy. Did you smash the rabbit up too much to eat it? I'm going to have to teach you how to shoot rabbits. They're easier to cook when they aren't pulverized.
Posted by: Patrick Joubert Conlon | March 08, 2006 at 01:07 PM
Your bunny must have been related to the Holy Grail rabbit. Owah Awabama wabbits cawwy sawed off shotguns. It is the way of the South. Please extend my regards to Scooter in his time of healing.
Posted by: Bonnie | March 08, 2006 at 08:46 AM
Wow, that sure worked great to defend the animals; except for that little part with you killing it.
Ha! Once again, funnier than hell! You make my day every time you post.
Posted by: jarhead john | March 07, 2006 at 01:07 AM
Well damn...that was great PMB. I didn't get to read it Friday as that was my b'day, so I was sorta pre-occupied. Thanks for the late b'day laugh. Monty Python would be proud!!!
Posted by: Justthinkin | March 06, 2006 at 06:10 PM
This story will give me nightmares tonight. Rabbits are almost as scary as clowns.
-- david
Posted by: David Amulet | March 06, 2006 at 12:59 PM
Wow--thank God you didn't try this with a duck! NEVER give a gun to ducks!
Posted by: Dar | March 06, 2006 at 10:57 AM
Peace,
Where do you get this stuff? Are you a reformed Moonbat, suffer from multiple personality disorder, carrying a Stephen King gene, what?
Great, I love your stuff!
Posted by: Seaspook | March 05, 2006 at 05:17 PM
I have never been so frightened in my entire life. Freakin' bunnies.
Posted by: Jib Trim | March 04, 2006 at 03:30 PM
Again, you've made me laugh out loud! You are the best! I can't wait for your next adventure!!
VW
Posted by: Violence Worker | March 04, 2006 at 09:51 AM
Absolutely brilliant, but this site should come with a warning about reading it at work. My coworkers tend to get nervous when there are unexpected bursts of laughter from my cubicle.
Posted by: Kevin Johnson | March 03, 2006 at 01:10 PM
Absolutely brilliant. All I can say, Moonbeam, is you and Scooter need to stay away from animals. Remember the hungry minks? Well, of course not, all those spliffs. And the Turkey costume thing... jut antything animal realated. For Scooter's Sake!
Posted by: DesertElephant | March 03, 2006 at 12:59 PM
Never bring a pistol to a rifle fight.
Posted by: Sub MOA | March 03, 2006 at 11:55 AM
I normally don't just post praising comments without injecting something witty of my own, but that was an absolutely brilliant! Very funny!
Posted by: Chris | March 03, 2006 at 09:10 AM
Poooooor little Mr. Rabbit! I thought ALL animals had all kinds of rights! Just listen to any of the animal-rights nuts out there! A Kel-Tec is alright for backup, but you would've given him a Colt or Beretta if you REALLY wanted him to be accurate!
Posted by: GI Joe | March 03, 2006 at 07:56 AM
all well and good, but a KelTec?!?!?!
Posted by: Porta's Cat | March 03, 2006 at 07:11 AM