Fiver: There's something very queer about the warren this evening
Hazel: Is it dangerous?
Fiver: It's not exactly danger, it's... oh, I don't know. Something oppressive... like thunder.
Bigwig: I know. It is very quiet but the air is heavy and it feels like something is going to burst out.
Hazel: Why do you say that. The lady in the cottage is very quiet. She doesn’t play with her book with the light in it any more. All she does is wrestle with the garden man or let him try to push her off the porch from behind when they aren’t wearing any clothes.
Bigwig: I know, she seems to be having fun but she isn’t talking to anyone else anymore. That nice student who kept showing up with the flowers and the candy. That funny baker boy who kept pinching at the loaves of bread that he would leave on her porch. Even the girl who looked like the Little Orphan Annie doll is gone. None of them come by anymore. Just that one troll and is just annoying.
Fiver: Well they must have gone somewhere.
Bigwig: Oh I know where they went. They went over to the other garden down the lane with the fat man and the nice lady who sells dresses.
Hazel: Why did they move over there?
Bigwig: Oh it is very nice. They have pastries and sandwiches and cake and a lot of girls who like to carry two big pillows in their shirt.
Hazel: That sounds like fun. Maybe we can hop over there.
Bigwig: Oh it is a lot of fun. But there is one problem though.
Bigwig: I know. It is very quiet but the air is heavy and it feels like something is going to burst out.
Hazel: Why do you say that. The lady in the cottage is very quiet. She doesn’t play with her book with the light in it any more. All she does is wrestle with the garden man or let him try to push her off the porch from behind when they aren’t wearing any clothes.
Bigwig: I know, she seems to be having fun but she isn’t talking to anyone else anymore. That nice student who kept showing up with the flowers and the candy. That funny baker boy who kept pinching at the loaves of bread that he would leave on her porch. Even the girl who looked like the Little Orphan Annie doll is gone. None of them come by anymore. Just that one troll and is just annoying.
Fiver: Well they must have gone somewhere.
Bigwig: Oh I know where they went. They went over to the other garden down the lane with the fat man and the nice lady who sells dresses.
Hazel: Why did they move over there?
Bigwig: Oh it is very nice. They have pastries and sandwiches and cake and a lot of girls who like to carry two big pillows in their shirt.
Hazel: That sounds like fun. Maybe we can hop over there.
Bigwig: Oh it is a lot of fun. But there is one problem though.
Fiver: What’s that?
Bigwig: It seems that the fat man doesn’t believe in vegetables. Unless they are fried. So there are no carrots or cabbages in his garden. Just cheese steaks. And French fries.
Fiver: Well what are we going to do? If there are no vegetables what can we eat?
Bigwig: I might like to try a cannoli. They smell really good.
Hazel: Well I hope the lady in the college gets to see some more of her friends. I mean I know she likes to hang around with vegetables. And fruits. Maybe she will come up for air and stop all those wrestling matches. Meanwhile let’s hop over to the fat man and see if he dropped any pastries.
Fiver: Well what are we going to do? If there are no vegetables what can we eat?
Bigwig: I might like to try a cannoli. They smell really good.
Hazel: Well I hope the lady in the college gets to see some more of her friends. I mean I know she likes to hang around with vegetables. And fruits. Maybe she will come up for air and stop all those wrestling matches. Meanwhile let’s hop over to the fat man and see if he dropped any pastries.
(Watership Down, 1972)
17 comments:
WHO is the girl who looks like the Little Orphan Annie doll?
Chill out Ruth Anne. I think he meant "Raggedy Ann". :)
"WHO is the girl who looks like the Little Orphan Annie doll?"
Ron.
Heh.
Raggedy Ann and Andy are co-dependent.
They take turns ordering out.
What?!? Are you a-tizzy 'cause Your Own Personal Meade, A-Rod, first-pitch homered tonight?
You've been sniffin' too many bra straps, my friend...
I've not been by the House of Alt lately, cause the posts have been uninteresting...mostly.
Rabbit seasoning.
I didn't know crack came in pizza boxes.
That's because the crack comes in our sauerkraut, Michael. Please don't make me roll my eyes?
OK, okay I like you.
Check out the hassenpfeffer, but not ONE word in the warren. Rabbits get skittish about the oddest things.
Rehab is for quitters, Bitch Tits.
Even the girl who looked like the Little Orphan Annie doll
Ruth Anne, I was stumped by this one too. I kind of still am.
Me, three! I gots'ta know. Who is Little Orphan Annie?
And good God, that poor Amy Winehouse!
Check out the hassenpfeffer, but not ONE word in the warren. Rabbits get skittish about the oddest things.
Pfennig for your thought, Penny
Little Orfin Annie or Oscar Gamble; what's the f'n difference? It's all pink on the inside.
Chickenlittle had it right. I meant Raggedy Ann. Sorry. Posting late night sometimes I lose the thread.
I will not be posting pix of that Halloween I went as Raggedy Andy.
Looks like the last crack whore I arrested. Actually, the one I arrested looked better.
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