Talk:March Hare/@comment-25086543-20150601220217/@comment-28935784-20150602154325

I was the one who put a sleeping potion in the cup of tea the daughter curled up near mommy drank. The other ones keep rough-housing each other all the time, and won't interrupt. The last March Hare could be trouble. Once she's asleep, I haul her mommy's arse outta there and pound her from dusk until dawn.