*Dramatic Title Reveal*
Fear.
Treachery.
Butts.
and predators
had an uncontrollable
biological urge
TO MATE
(Implied)
Well that's terrifying.
Vicious predator
OH SWEET AND SOUR JESUS WHAT IS THIS NOISE
...or meme.
*Absolutely hilarious meme descends in a poorly hand-animated manner*
...and every young mammal
...has multitunities opportudinous!
...yeah...
*sheep noise*
I am going to be...
*I got lazy on this bit*
...A BEE.
That is the most stupidest thing I ever-
Fuck you, Gideon Gray.
There's never been a bunny cop.
No. Bunnies don't do that.
Never! Never.
Oh.
Judy gave up her dreams of becoming a cop and died at the ripe old age of four.
*disappears*
...where'd the heck she go?
PUSH IT TO THE LIMIT - Paul Engemann
*fucking dies*
YOU'RE DEAD
The simple fact that you're standing here listening to me means you've made a glorious contribution to science.
Who wants to make $60?
Cash.
Thank you!
(I can't believe I'm thanking these people...)
Furries are the worst!
...actually your father does have a point there.
Bye everybody!
*really poor taste joke*
Long horse.
IT'S TIME TO CHEW ASS
*Shave and a Haircut*
Okay so she's a vampire?
Or is that a doorway?
Maybe both?
OH JESUS FUCK
Oh look at that. It's a phallic object.
Little to the left...
Probably should've lowered the brightness on that there object.
Made you check your phone.
Where is she going to put that?
Down here!
Hi.
WOAH
*Clawhauser's severe social anxiety kicks in.*
Clawhauser is reminded of the Great Rabbit War of '63.
Nabbed some new ciggies (Obtained a packet of cigarettes)
Fahkin. (Australian sentence enhancer.)
Oi, does any of youse 'ave a loitah? (Could I bother you for a moment to request the use of your igniting device?)
Yeah, nah. (Although I am aware that you, a female rabbit, have the previously requested lighter, my preconceptions about your gender, height, and species, are causing me to reject your generous offer.)
Fuck it. (Fuck it.)
I don't even know.
Meme.
Actually, I'm an office.
*another reverse joke*
That's John DiMaggio, voice of Bender from Futurama and Jake from Adventure Time. John has starred in numerous voice acting roles over many years and is a highly sought-after voice actor for many animated films, TV shows, and video games.
Hey little Toot...toot...
You can see the joke I was trying to make...but it just become some absurd...well I don't even know. You get it. It's blood.
Alright look...
Cum.
Now for the super-dramatic depressing scene!
Look how sad everything is. So sad. So deep.
"My mommy says she wishes you were dead."
"She's a meter-maid."
"What are you gonna do now, big boy?"
Was going to add an Easter Egg here but I thought I'd just build up to the opening of the carrots.
Carrots.
Get it? Because her nickname is...yeah you get it.
Hey, hey!
JERK.
I'll take one Oscar, please.
Look, he's getting away!
Well are you a cop or not?!
Ooh! YES! YES! (This sounds highly suggestive out of context.)
Don't worry sir, I got th-
Oh no.
Oh this is bad.
So much death.

*sneezes title explosively*
I stood up for you.
and you LIED to me.
I'm not the liar
HE IS.
HEY
I make two bucks a day
FLULF
Fine.
We'll have to do this the hard way.
*Nick fucking dies*
Nice.
Ass.
*smooch*
I was hoping you could run a plate-
You.
Well, I was hoping you-
Are.
Well-
Short.
Is he okay?
He's not even moving.
Wait what
Oh shit.
The sloth is jammed again.
That was kind of terrifying.
Yep, there's your problem right there.
What happened to
MEMES?!
Uhh...
wat
*various slithery possession noises*
I'm a ssssnaaaake.
*hisses snakily*
Run.
Now I can tell you're...a little tense
so I'm just gonna give you a little personal space!
*juby hombs and ninc wolyd fucking die*
Sir!
If I EVER
find one of these LION (hehehehe) around again
I swear to FUCKING God.
Get the fuck out of my sight before I demolish you.
Oh no no! But sir, you do have a meeting with Herds & Phrasing, sir!
Is that an Archer reference?
You're the assistant Mayor of Zootopia.
I think Mayor Lionheart just wanted the D...
...but he did give me that nice mug.
Oh.
Feels good to be appreciated.
GOD YOU ARE A SELF-RIGHTEOUS PRICK.
Ah. That's a fun little name he likes to use.
I better go.
Let me know what you find.
It was really nice for me...to be...
YOU HEAR ME, COCKSUCKER?
Oi Hopps (Hello Officer Judy Hopps).
Let's go smoke some drugs. (Let us partake in the act of illegally inhaling various unspecified narcotics in the form of smoke as a method of socially bonding with one another.)
...why?
You silly poofta. (I consider you a moronic homosexual, such a term implies you are much like a twink but the original phrasing was more commonly used in the mid-2000s by young children for the purpose of demeaning another individual.)
I don't like the little ones going near them on account of what happened to your Uncle Terry.
Yeah, Terry ate nuts.
He bit the dick outta your mother.
*transcending realization*
THAT'S IT.
That's what I've been missing!
*Don't smoke drugs before operating a vehicle*

Welcome to 2 minutes and 42 seconds of easter eggs.
*subtle agreeing noises*
What
MOTHERFUCKING CHRIST
*Rabbit howling* (What a weird sentence.)
BROKEN BORK
Come on!
You...
...are a bunny.
Okay, all clear.
raear
(rear)
*muffled voice*
Put an ad on the front page!
Cash money for a picture of Spider-Man!
Mayor Lionheart, please!
If we can get a picture of Julia Roberts in a thong, we can certainly get a picture of this weirdo!
We're doing everything we can!
He doesn't wanna be famous?
I'll make him INFAMOUS!
NOW YOU FUCKED UP.
You need to go, now!
Security, sweep the area!
I'm dead, you're dead, everybody's dead!
Can you swim?
What? Can I swim? Yes, I can swim! Why?
*agressive drowning noises implying that it's Judy drowning Nick, and yet it's clearly footage from the recent Hitman game with a red tint overlayed over it, but you get the implication so I guess it's a joke*
IT'S THE WORST SHOW ON TELEVISION
*screams of inevitable death acceptance*
*....still screaming*
*that's a long fall*
*That's not how physics works.*
I am so nervous...
Okay. Press Conference 101.
You wanna look smart? Answer their question with your own question...
...and then answer their question with your own question...
...and then answer their question with your own question...
...and then answer their question with your own question...
...and then answer their question with your own question...
...and then answer their question with your own question...
...and then answer their question with your own question...
...and then answer their question with your own question...
...and then answer their question with your own question...
ded
*various obnoxious journalists*
Um...yes?
What can you tell us about the animals that went savage?
Yes.
Why is this happening?
Y'know...something...
Can you elaborate on that please?
Yes.
Oh, that went so fast! I didn't get a chance to mention you or say anything about how-
Oh I think you said
Yes.
Let's celebrate...
CHIEF BOGO! (Yeah, I know his name is Chief Bogan, but I suck at sentence mixing and it sounded terrible so...maybe he forgot his name? Maybe Bogo is a nickname? Hmm? Didn't think about that, did you?!*
NO.
...and suck some dick.
AaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
That's not my Emmet.
I WAS A WHORE.
*why is he not moving?*
*seriously, he's just staring away*
*WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT*
*I DON'T LIKE THIS*
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Anything you need: I got it.
All your favourites!
I ain't talkin', rabbit. And there ain't nothing you can do to make me.
*weaselton fucking dies*
It really is too bad I...I did like you.
What are you gonna do...
...kill me?
More bad news in this city gripped by fear.
Z.P.D. Officer Judy Hopps is in critical condition.
Would it be premature for me to do a little victory toot-toot?
Alright, one toot-toot.
*toot-toot*