It's whats for dinner.
I love Urban Legends, they make me happy. The sole reason they make me happy isn’t because they make me feel smarter than the person that forwarded me an e-mail promising a $10,000 check from Uncle Bill, a case of Champaign, a free steak dinner or a naked 18 year old that will massage my hmmm back, nope, its because they’re normally started by someone with the same warped sense of humor I have.
Take SaveToby.com for example, this guy is claiming that unless he receives $50,000 by June 30th Toby (the cute bunny wabbit on the opening screen) is lunch. That’s 50,000 US Dollars, not pesos, dollars. The same premise is being used to Save Bernd! except they’re looking for 1,000,000 euros.
I like furry woodland creatures as much as the next guy, but wow 50,000 to save that furry little bugger is a bit strong. Don't get me wrong; I like rabbit, rabbit pot pie, fried rabbit, the list goes on and on. I’m sorry Mr. Fluffy, but it looks like you’re toast gonna be served with gravy and toast. If the world is depending upon me to save these wabbits, all I have to say is: Rabbit it's what’s for dinner.
