What’s on my mind? I was staring out the window when I saw something curious: Two bunnies on an invisible trampoline, each bouncing straight up in the air, as if they were on springs.
Boing! went the first as the second bunny watched. Boing! went the second as the first looked on. Boing! went the first, again. Boing! went the second. And so it went.
“What are those rabbits doing now?” I thought. Because they’re always up to something. Boing! Boing! Boing! Up-down-up-down-up-down.
I didn’t understand until one bunny flashed behind the other to smell its bum. Then I figured it out.
Boing! is the prelude to bonk! A nooner. The good ol’ rumpy-pumpy. Up-down-up-down-up-down means up-down-up-down-up-down. That these bunnies are so brazen and open and public about … (I’ll spell it out; pre-schoolers could be listening) ... S-E-X amazes me.
I’d expect this kind of behavior in Vegas, but on our staid little island? If those bunnies aren’t careful, the next thing they’ll know is that one of them might just get knocked up.
© Nicole Parton, 2020
