| INTRODUCTION |
| Over the following few years, the rabbits 'bred' and 'developed' a culture - including celebrities, tv & radio shows, comic strips, purile games and even more purile games. Within these pages, we hope to bring you as many rescued artifacts as possible from the dusty archives of our Mum's loft. Despite our brains, we feel that are mostly 'normal' and hope, (desperately) that others among you may have played similar games and therefore feel some sort of affinity with Rabbit Land... |
| A FEW WORDS FROM JOE |
| I mean, Jesus! Surely this isn't the product of healthy children. Suddenly Lord of the Flies doesn't seem so funny anymore. So here we are, on the brink of Armageddon. What better time to dredge up the silt of childhood and spew it into the great technological consciousness that we call 'the web'? Here it is: the darkest corners of our infantile minds published for all the world to see. It's probably all for the best. So, go on, George, give us hell! JACOB |
| A FEW WORDS FROM JACOB |
| A FEW WORDS FROM FRANK BLURGE HIMSELF |
| In the final years of the AMAZING twentieth century (wasn't that a rush, huh, guys?) we were a bit quiet. That's because we existed only in the deranged minds of two severely messed-up little kids, who now, for some unexplained reason, have resurrected us so that the world may see exactly how they wasted their years of innocence. On these pages you will find pictures, comic strips and GENUINE documents from those long-gone days, and even a bit of new crap. So, meet the family, the community, the whole INCREDIBLE world that existed within the heads of Joe Lonsdale and little brother Jacob. Do not attempt to emulate their sordid imaginings. They are included here at your own risk, and under protest from several major governments. But, hey! Whoo! When did we ever listen to governments? |
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| Please, allow me to try to demystify Rabbit Land for you.... Back in the misty pre-adolescent days of childhood, Joe & Jacob lived in an almost constant state of fantasy role-play, mainly revolving around ridiculous characters from the depths of our collective stupidity (see 'Spin Offs').These games were normally (!?) inspired by something (or someone) daft. |
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| It certainly wasn't this one. |
| And it was so that RabbitLand became 'real'. It was, in fact, inspired by a comic strip in an old cartoon annual (possibly Whoopee 1976?) that involved bank robbers having their ill-gotten 'greens' (ie money) eaten by rabbits who innocently mistooked the cash for lettuce ("Mmm... green stuff, looks like lettuce...munch, chomp, etc...") and with a simple neo-suicidal leap of imagination, RabbitLand was born and we immersed with barely a breath into a world that would occupy us entirely until body hair and girls became more pressing. |
| So, feel free to explore. Wander around these eventually-to-be hallowed virtual-rooms (or 'quasi-there-things' as we have come to know them) and fill in our guest book on your way out. The 'HISTORY' section is a good place to start, but, please, wipe your paws before you enter... Afore ye go, here's Jacob and Frank Blurge himself with a few more introductory thoughts... JOE |
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| Raised by bats, what chance did they stand? |
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| 'Ralph wept...' |
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| So enjoy it, but don't get over-excited and break stuff, because that's just not on, okay. Yours Frank Blurge (himself) |
