Hi Michael:

You simply must ask me for my recipe for Lapin a la Moutarde, rabbit with mustard sauce. It never fails to come out as juicy as the Lady B herself.

I'll admit, a little while ago when I saw that Lady Bunny's Trailer was available for viewing, I had high hopes that she had taken to living the lifestyle enjoyed by Babs of "Pink Flamingos" fame.

Once I got over my disappointment, though, I was absolutely thrilled to see that everybody's favorite Lapin does not stop at pulling a shit-smeared banana out of her rabbit hole. Another Lady, Godiva, really thought she was onto something, serving up chocolate-covered strawberries. Leave it to Bunny to beat other Ladies at their own games.

Was it not the Lady Bunny who said "The higher the hair, the closer you are to a PETA investigation of the materials in your wig?"

True though it is that Bunny's DVD does not have a re-enactment of the Brad Pitt fucking scene from Thelma and Louise, Brad Pitt can not hold a candle to Bunny (for fear of igniting 1) her wig; 2) her booze breath; 3) the whole kit and caboodle of everything she's storing where that shit-smeared banana came from).

Because nothing says Virgin Mary quite like Bunny's DVD, I think it makes an ideal Christmas present for the Pope and all of his homophobic followers. I couldn't have produced a finer holiday entertainment myself if my name were John Ingle.

Michael, I think the photographer guy at the Eifel Tower in the Lady Bunny's trailer would be a great addition to your troupe of actors.