"If I only get one I'ma sit on it and use it when you least expect it," Erin says with a straight face, her words Grave. "You've sentenced yourself to a lifetime of anticipation, wondering, is this it, is this when Erin fucking Peters cashes in her bunny joke? Every conversation, every interaction, you'll be wondering. You'll lie awake at night, hoping, wishing, for me to lift this curse of the rabbit humor from you, fearing that I never will, that the blade of the One Bunny Joke will be the specter that haunts you until you die. What if I hold onto it forever and then show up at your wake to spit heat when you can't retaliate? Surely you can find some way to wring the rabbit joke from me, but it. Will. Be. In. Vain."
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Leaning.
Leaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaning.
"If I only get one I'ma sit on it and use it when you least expect it," Erin says with a straight face, her words Grave. "You've sentenced yourself to a lifetime of anticipation, wondering, is this it, is this when Erin fucking Peters cashes in her bunny joke? Every conversation, every interaction, you'll be wondering. You'll lie awake at night, hoping, wishing, for me to lift this curse of the rabbit humor from you, fearing that I never will, that the blade of the One Bunny Joke will be the specter that haunts you until you die. What if I hold onto it forever and then show up at your wake to spit heat when you can't retaliate? Surely you can find some way to wring the rabbit joke from me, but it. Will. Be. In. Vain."