I just drew nipples on a bunny.
(Suddenly, we HEAR sirens approach, and tires screech to a halt nearby. Doors slam, and heavy footsteps fall.)
POLICE OFFICER (O.S.)
(through a bullhorn)
We know you’re in there, Dave! Put the
pencil down, and step away from the
bunny drawing!
To hell with the nipples. How ’bout that sixpack!
Yeah, thank goodness I had a mirror next to my desk.