Rabid Robot Rabbit responds

HERE AT THE INQ, we like to answer feedback we get from our readers, we do, and over the last few days the INQ Nabaztag (as reviewed here) has been bringing forth all sorts of pleasantries from all corners of the globe.

For a large part of the weekend, the rabbit seemed to have been possessed by the spirit of a sweary Samuel L Jackson, who appeared to be under the impression that he was on some form of reptile-infested aircraft, and wasn't too happy with the situation.

Much of the rest of the time, he was trying to claim ownership of all of our bases, which seemed rather anti-social. I mean he would, of course, have been welcome to some of our bases: perhaps, for example, those in Slough, but wanting them all is just greedy.

Being too stingy to subscribe to what Violet (Nabaztag's creator) call "Full Rabbit", sadly our bunny has been unable to reply to all your messages, so we thought we would bring you the best (and worst) of the messages we received:

• CIP1000 sent the wonderfully eloquent message now known as "Gruflebunny" ( See him on YouTube): a real WTF moment - which, for the uninitiated, that means "Went To France" (the home of the baguette and, of course, the Nabaztag).
• Somebody, presumably from Thailand, offered to love me long time - an attractive offer if not delivered by something plastic.
• We received a very nice shout out from the chaps chained to their desk in Oregon working on process development for Chipzilla.
• Scarily we received an incoming connection from the US government mainframe, offering to start playing a game with us, although seemed to think we were Professor Falken... To any Russian or US spooks listening - we didn't do nuffink! Honest!
• The rabbit decided to inform us that it was going to eat our brains while we were sleeping. Much as we suspected. Bizarrely this didn't appear in the incoming message list, so it was probably the rabbit itself.
• "Goats Goats Goats Goats Goats Goats Goats Goats Goats Goats Goats Goats" said Mr Stuym. Well at least it wasn't Goatse.
• The devil himself chose to get in touch to pass the message on: "Grandma how is it going? Lucifer here. By the way your grandson is a gimp!"
• And perhaps our favourite: the sudden, and exceptionally pained proclamation of "WRONG HOOOOOOOOLE!!!!". Nice.

Anyway that's quite enough for now! We thank you very much, even those we didn't mention. The bunny has now been unplugged and returned to his box, having terrorised this author quite enough for now. µ