This is my mate Austin. Nice chap, doctor of something unutterably clever, works at the university don’t you know? Butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth, right?

Wrong.

Get This.

Easter Sunday, Austin and Austin’s Missus go off to visit friends for lunch. That morning the said friend finds a rabbit on the side of the road, killed by being struck by a car just moments before. Friend picks up bunny (paws still warm to the touch) and puts him in the boot (trunk). Said friend takes said, dead bunny home, cooks him and serves as lunch to Austin and Mrs Austin.

So, if you missed seeing the Easter Bunny this year were wondering what had happened, Austin ate him that’s what.

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Personally, i’m not sure if that is strictly roadkill grill, if you didn’t kill it yourself, isn’t that carrion?