Willy advised. “You’re overly sensitive. So what if people ask if you’re a jackalope – if that’s your picture on the postcard. No harm in that, right?”
Hank wrinkled his nose, stepping right up to Willy’s face. “Jackalope?”
Willy pushed back, bumping his friend’s hip. “Jackalope!”
Hank hopped back, and Willy again caught him in the hip – yelling and pushing.
The rabbit warren was joined by the neighboring prairie dogs, shouting encouragement.
And thusly was hip hop born on the prairie.