T.R. Why God, why?
(a sweet little girl comes outside)
Girl Why are you crying Mr. Rabbit?
T.R. Well little girl, I'm crying because I've been trying for years just to get a bowl of Trix, but every time just when I'm about to get one, someone takes it away from me.
Girl That's not very nice.
T.R. (holds out arm to reveal scars on his wrists) You see these little girl? These are the marks of a desperate rabbit trying to escape a cold cruel world. I hate my life. I wish I were dead.
Girl But... what if I just gave you a bowl of Trix? Would that make it better?
T.R. You can try, but someone will just snatch ig away at the last moment.
Girl If they try (pulls out a handgun) I'll just bust a cap in their ass.
T.R. (eyes light up) Really? You would do that for me? Oh you are a sweet little girl!
(The girl leaves and returns with a bowl of Trix. She hands it to the rabbit and as expected, a mob of angry citizens come to take the bowl. The girl pulls the gun on them and the rabbit takes a bite.)
T.R. What?! (he throws his bowl on the ground) This tastes like shit!!! This is what I've been waiting all this time for? Froot Loops are better than this crap! I bet the yogurt sucks too!
Girl What should I do with these punks Mr. Rabbit?
T.R. (Shrugs) Shoot the hell out of them. Then lets go to Food Lion. I've always wanted to feed those little Snap, Krackle and Pop guys to Tony the Tiger.
Girl Yes sir! (Opens fire)