God I hate these babies.
When I read the comic, "2 Babies, 1 Fox", I was aroused. Not by the holy trinity of sick-fuck fetishes, but the small and fleshy sonic-bunny babies.
When I thought about using a box cutter to split the large and fleshy bunny ears open, along with them squealing and making stupid babbling noises, my world began to glow and distort. Once baby cream the rabbit let off the largest and greatest multi-burst scream, I would drive the chef knife into its chest, killing her, and the sound of a large amount of metal being crushed, would play.
The amount of euphoria coursing through my veins would apply a shader effect to my vision, similar to a sparkler, but each spark is replaced with a golden halo, about 1/3 of a circle in arc length.
