Billy has been reading Eric Ambler, and is meditating on the background story of Smyrna and the war in 1922.  It's no good trying to be courteous with this rabbit, he is off in the world of 'tween war drug smuggling and murder. At first, attempts were made to isolate the blaze. Then, the wind changed, blowing the fire away from the Turkish quarter, and further outbreaks were started by the troops. Soon, the whole city, with the exception of the Turkish quarter and a few houses near the Kassamba railway station, was burning fiercely. The massacre continued with unabated ferocity. A cordon of troops was drawn round the city to keep the refugees within the burning area. The streams of panic-stricken fugitives were shot down pitilessly or driven back into the inferno. The narrow, gutted streets became so choked with corpses that, even had the would-be rescue parties been able to endure the sickening stench that arose, they could not have passed along them. Smyrna was

 Army Surplus Komikz featuring Cutey Bunny, 1982.  Art and story by Jonathan Quagmire. http://www.cuteybunny.com/  Rabbits rule.

As I Am, So They Were As They Are, So I Will Be Yeah, right, thinks the bunny.  These clowns got statues.  Better a stone lion in the White Witch's courtyard than a dead rabbit in a hole.  Billy draws on his smoke, and then mumbles- "A hole if I'm lucky". Billy worries about things that don't matter to anyone. Though I am young, and cannot tell Either what Death or Love is well, Yet I have heard they both bear darts, And both do aim at human hearts. And then again, I have been told Love wounds with heat, as Death with cold; So that I fear they do but bring, Extremes to touch, and mean one thing. Ben Jonson, Death and Love But Billy's time for love is past, and Death is in the future.  The darts of love have led to Hell, the darts of Death will be reprieve.  After that is anyone's guess!

Flamma is about to enter upon his almost certain final fight.  With all his comrades dead or dying, help steps up in the form of a most unlikely creature*.  It is Billy D Bunny, Flamma's cousin and greatest admirer.  Although his first instinct is to send the little guy away, Flamma could use a watchful eye on any opponent with the common goddamn sense to encircle him and attack from behind.  Besides, he would hate to belittle such a magnanimous gesture by refusal.  He needs him. Billy has looked up to and admired his fearsome cousin all his life.  He knows that he will never be as terrible and beautiful as the bloody bunny, just as he knows that he must stay and help.  For the rest of his life he will remember those golden words- "Thanks.  I need you". No medal, no honor, no public recognition of what he will do this day will ever mean more to this small rabbit.  Flamma needed him!  No one has ever needed Billy before and certainly not the great w

Foxy Bingo.com is an on line Bingo game service out of England. https://youtu.be/TW6OGX8y_0U     https://youtu.be/xGGf-mlHcOk   Foxy is supposed to be hip, handsome, with it, cool.  Anyone with two brain cells to mash together realizes that bingo is a very bad game to try and win with, and that shared across the internet it is nothing but a scam.  Here we see an actor in a shitty fursuit playing up the English fantasy of nudity in the (warm) sun on a beach not made of icy pebbles still slimed with the rotting wreckage of Spanish warships from the days of the white lead painted psychopath queen these pale, spotty, black sock wearing in badly lit pornography kipper addicted people would still worship except she and their empire is now long gone, so they have to look up to a royal family so inbred not a one could lace up their shoes unaided, except perhaps the fat guy who doesn't sweat that likes having sex with children so much. If the English want a happening fox they should hire an

Larry Ivie, Story.  Frank Frazetta, Art.  Creepy #1, November 1964. Archie Goodwin, Story.  Reed Crandall, Art.  Creepy #2, January 1965 Goodwin and Frazetta.  Creepy #2. Archie Goodwin, Story.  Angelo Torres, Art.  Creepy #3, April 1965. The iconic cover.  Frank Frazetta, Creepy #4.  June 1965.  

    Hi Guys! Today I've got something for you from the Dame Dingle Department !  What's that?  You don't remember Dame Dingle ?  Well, she's the nineteenth-century children's book author who hates kids !  I've posted several of her shocking stories right here on Hybrid !  If you want to check them out, just enter "Dame Dingle" in the handy Hybrid search box !      Right now, however, we're going to have a look at one of Dame Dingle's competitors !  I'm talking about New York children's book publisher T.W. Strong !   Strong wasn't quite as brutal as D.D., but it's obvious that he too thinks kids are rotten little miscreants who need to be told !  And what better way to tell them than by disguising moral lessons as entertainment !  Specifically, anthro entertainment ! Strong's Double Mammoth Picture Book , c. 1850s Puss and the Monkey comes from Strong's Double Mammoth Picture Book , a collection of six stories bun