My family used to play this game called Rabbit Rabbit Rabbit. Every month on the first day of the month my relatives would call each other up on the phone and yell into the phone "Rabbit rabbit rabbit!". It was started as a simple way to keep in touch, but turned into much much more. The object behind this ammusing game was that you wanted to be the last man surviving. If you get rabbited, you "die", and have to stop calling people up. I was terrible at the game. I would wake up early on the first of the months to get phone calls with people like my grandfather yelling into my ear rabbit "rabbit rabbit rabbit!"
I remember in first grade my class was going over calendar related things. My teacher said "Oh, by the way class, today is a special day. Its the first of the month!". I suddenly had this massive insight: I realized that I could nail the entire class with one massive rabbit rabbit rabbit! Just think, I would be the coolest kid in school. The other kids would look at me as I go down the hall and whisper, "Hey its that kid that nailed everyone! Isn't he cool?" At that age I didn't seem to totally understand the concept that not everyone played the game. So, standing tall and dignified, I stood without warning after my teacher had said that it was the first of the month and yelled "Rabbit Rabbit Rabbit!" and pointed my hands out toward the class in a fashion that only a cowboy could unload. Nobody talked to me for a week. I wonder why
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