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You stated to Barbra, "really, bunnies did attack my uncle. They
bit him with their razor sharp teeth." She starred at you as if
you were some sort of foolish idoit. Barbra replied, "i still
don't beleive you!" "Here i'll prove that you're
wrong," and she strolled up the steps of the rickedy old porch as
she headed too the enormous door.
