07 April 2005 - 1:52 am

Part 3 - The Bunny Hoppers (cont.)

There was one week left until the big day. And the organizers didn't even have suits yet. They went to a nearby fabric store with just an idea in their head, no sewing skills. patterns? Dak heard of them, but didn't bother. They found some grey stuff that looked like Carpet. Dak thought it was perfect, Joe wanted this really soft black fur, but it cost three times as much. Joe thought the price on the tag was for the whole roll. He didn't know it was per yard. They bought six yards of the rat-colored stuff. and some pink stuff for bellys. They started making them on Monday. They reverse engineered some pajamas and a hoody. Before they knew it, it was 2AM. Their fingers were chapped, hangnails were bleeding. The suits were less than half-way made. The plan was for them to make them that Monday night and then hit the bars for some last moment promotion. They didn't finish the suits until Wednesday, three days before the event. They had flyers. Fortunately some of them were given to some new-found bunny friends that were headed up to San Francisco to a bigger bunny event, The Bunny Jam, the weekend before. They still had promoting to do. They had to finalize the itinerary. They had a lot of work to do. The bunny hop wasn't gonna go on without them.

The two bunnies, Dak & Joe, hit the road. This is where I first saw them.

I was eating at Tommys on the way to do some bar hopping near Hollywood & Vine, when a bunch of idiots in bunny-suits & bullhorns came driving by. They were ordering burgers and chili-fries while driving by. I didn't get it. My first beer stop of the evening was the Frolic Room, a classic dive next door to the Pantages Theater on Hollywood Blvd. First I see a girl in a mexican wrestling mask. No big deal, i thought. we're in Hollywood. Then I saw the two bunnies in there talking to some girls drinking. I thought, what the...? so I asked them, WTF? what's the punchline? I couldn't get a straight answer, but these guys claimed to just get off work, and that they wanted to get drinks. I didn't believe them one bit. But that's cool. But fuck, I saw them again at Star Shoes. They were dancing and drinking. People were grabbing their tails and hugging them. That's when I realized these guys had something going. I saw them handing out flyers, but i didn't get one. I was trying to get into the Beauty Bar, but they 'claimed' to be a private party. I don't know, I just snuck around to The Room instead. There they were again! Getting gropped again by some hotties and getting their pictures taken. My first impression was that of insanity. It's way past last call, and I head to my car. There they were running down the street screaming things in their bullhorns, something about "upgrading to LARGE for only 39 cents." Mostly drunk, when i got home, i went online and looked into it and found the event.

...to be continued

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