"...Cincinnati"

I’m asked, “…Where da hell has Bob da Bunny got to?”

Well here’s Bob, and pal about to go out on da the town. Bob the Bunny what with his new fortune from inventing an app that makes you want to eat more pizza. Has a load of swanky pads all over town. Don't get me wrong. He’s still the same guy he was when he rented my extra room.

Just more stuck up stoned, and Republican.

Bob with his sweetheart Dubteppia Frankenstein.

Yeah ‘that’ Frankenstein. Seems the gal is the Great Great Great Grand Daughter of that world famous undead scary guy, and civil servant. Her grandpa Frankenstein taught high school in Texas after his Hollywood days. Later a bus driver in Cincinnati for a while.

He still gets hush money from the Army too. He was a secret weapon for the OSS against them Nazi Bastards. He’s currently on da dark side of the moon. Long story…aliens all that.

Dubteppia has a 1936 hand made sky blue Bugatti. Her Grandpa Frankenstein bought it from Mary Pickford. Bob, and “Dubbie” can be seen speeding around mid-town in the middle of the night. That mystery car that rammed the front window of Tiffany’s at 3:am Christmas Eve? ...well.

Don’t get me wrong our swell couple are nice folks. When they’re not making a scene at da Met or driving backwards on the sidewalk at 90mph. They’re home cooking Meth like everyone else.