The Death of Bunny Munro

River squeezes Bunny’s cock with her muscular vagina.
‘Wow,’ says Bunny, from the depths of space.
‘Pilates,’ says River.

then falls into a deep and uncluttered sleep, thinking – Easy, no problem, vagina, vagina.

Bunny rolls down the window and yells, ‘Sk8ter boi,’ and immediately thinks of Avril Lavigne and then Avril Lavigne’s vagina.

and for no particular reason at all he thinks of the sexy-surreal dichotomy between Pamela Anderson’s furry Ugg boots and her (almost) shaved pussy.

with its crummy vibe and its deeply fucked-up juju.

I’m pretty in pink.

Jesus, Poo. Mind your manners,’

It’s a bloody wonder this song is legal!’

Another thing he remembers about seagulls is that when they crap they actually target humans.

Geoffrey tells Bunny a joke about a guy who is having sex with his girlfriend and tells her to get down on her hands and knees because he wants to fuck her up the arse and the girl says that’s a bit perverted and the guy says that’s a big word for a six-year-old and Bunny says, ‘I’ve heard it.