There's a dude in my neighborhood who I used to think was really strange. I'd always see him out walking his bunny. The bunny was always in a different outfit. One day a gown. One day a kilt. One day a tuxedo-pants combo. Then it multiplied into a herd of bunnies, all wearing really obscure clothes.
Eventually, curiosity got the best of me and I approached him and asked, "excuse me sir, I can't help but notice your entourage of dapper bunnies. Can I ask what you do?"
He replied, "Oh I'm a hare stylist."
