Shh, be wery quiet - I'm hunting wabbits

[ecchi]

I've just discovered that you can buy meat on Amazon. However the customer reviewers don't appear to be taking it very seriously. I looked at "Fresh Whole Rabbit". The best critical review (at the time I posted this) was:

I ordered one of these Fresh "Whole" Rabbits, but when it arrived its head, fur and insides were missing. Not exactly whole, I'd say! Maybe it was just damaged during shipping, but I won't be buying another one. I mean - without the long ears, how do I know it even WAS a rabbit? It was the same size and shape as a cat...not that I've seen a cat with its head, fur and insides missing. I mean, not like really close or anything.

And the best favourable review was:

I bought two, left them alone in the refrigerator for a week, and now I have thirty-eight.

Off to buy a bigger fridge.

My personal favourite review (although this may mean nothing to you if you are not a regular Amazon shopper) was:

For the love of all that is decent, do NOT choose the "Buy It Used" option. Just trust me on this one.

There are, apparently over 170 reviews for "Fresh Whole Rabbit", so if you happen to have a lot of time to kill this weekend, take a look:
http://www.amazon.com/Cloverdale-Fre...ews/B00012182G

http://www.amazon.com/Cloverdale-Fresh-Whole-Rabbit/product-reviews/B00012182G

[Cleo]

You really have to love some of the reviews over at Amazon.

[The Epic]

I enjoyed this one as well.

Like many suburban homeowners, I like to kill and eat the wild animals that populate my backyard. To keep it sporting, I hunt naked, with my teeth and long sharpened fingernails as my only weapons. I've feasted on squirrel, raccoon, vole and numerous songbirds. But no matter how long I lay spread eagle and motionless in the hot noonday sun, I have never been able to outwit and catch any of the plump and juicy rabbits that hop just outside my reach and then bolt for the woods when I leap forward with a blood-curdling shriek. I have chased them at a dead run through the yards of the many unoccupied homes that surround mine but the pursuit always ends in frustration. But no more, thanks to Amazon. Every week, I order a fresh whole rabbit and affix it to a remote control car that is operated by one of my children. This way, I get the thrill of the hunt, and when the car's batteries are exhausted, I can leap upon it, bury my teeth into the rabbit's soft flesh and perform my ritual victory dance right there in the Walgreen's parking lot.

[Greenguy]