'World's biggest rabbit' stolen from owner's garden

[vetran]

Why would any woman need a four foot-long rabbit? Ten inches should usually be enough...

Don't want to disappoint my exes they got used to bigger!

[Gibbon]

a tasty rabbit pie.

They don't exist, one of the many miseries of my childhood was been forced to eat rabbit pie once a week as my Dad used to shoot them. Hated them, tasted like soil! And he made us skin and gut them just to add to the unfairness, and if you stank their guts you never eat one again! Pheasant plucking was fine as there was something nice to eat at the end, same with ducks, geese, grouse etc.

[GJABS]

They need to check the local supermarkets - the culprit is buying loads of lettuces.

[northernladuk]

And there was me thinking this was a story about LM.

[Gibbon]

And there was me thinking this was a story about LM.

It would to be fastest too!

[NotAllThere]

Pheasant plucking was fine

But not something you could discuss in polite company.

[Gibbon]

But something you could sing in polite company.

FTFY

I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son
I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker comes.

Me husband is a keeper, he's a very busy man
I try to understand him and I help him all I can,
But sometimes in an evening I feel a trifle dim
All alone, I'm plucking pheasants, when I'd rather pluck with him.

I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's mate
I'm only plucking pheasants 'cos the pheasant plucker's late !

I'm not good at plucking pheasants, at pheasant plucking I get stuck
Though some pheasants find it pleasant I'd rather pluck a duck.
Oh plucking geese is gorgeous, I can pluck a goose with ease
But pheasant plucking's torture because they haven't any grease.

I'm not a pheasant plucker, he has gone out on the tiles
He only plucked one pheasant and I'm sitting here with piles !

You have to pluck them fresh, if it’s fresh they’re not unpleasant,
I knew a man in Dunstable who could pluck a frozen pheasant.
They say the village constable had pheasant plucking sessions
With the vicar on a Sunday ‘tween the first and second lessons.

I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's mum
I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker's come.

My good friend Godfrey is most adept, he's really got the knack
He likes to have a pheasant plucked before he hits the sack.
I like to give a helping hand, I gather up the feathers,
It's really all our pheasant plucking keeps us pair together.

I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's friend
I'm only plucking pheasants as a means unto an end !

My husband's in the forest always banging with his gun
If he could hear me half the time I'm sure that he would run,
For there's fluff in all my crannies, there's feathers up my nose
And I'm itching in the kitchen from my head down to my toes.

I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's wife
And when we pluck together it's a pheasant plucking life !