Swearing Rabbit.

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I once had a friend everyone called the swearing rabbit. At first glance, you’d think he was the gentlest soul on earth. He was always so quiet, small in size and soft-spoken. But once he opened his mouth, oh dear! Words leapt out like firecrackers, sharp and unexpected. It was the contrast that made the name remain.

Each time we call her that, she responds with words that doesn't sound like something that should come from a soft person like her, affirming that she's really what we call her.

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