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He tried to steal people's cereal and that was a bad habit.

I grabbed my shotgun and I took care of that damn rabbit.

I fired my gun and turned him into goo.

Tonight I will be dining on rabbit stew.

He was wearing a disguise but I knew it was him.

When he grabbed my Trix, his future became grim.

He started hopping around my kitchen and his ears came flopping out.

He thought I was a bad shot but he didn't know what he was talking about.

Some people are very upset at me, they say that shooting him was a sin.

They should be thankful because they'll never be pestered by him again.