Mr bean

 The fat old lady barked and pointed at the long grass with her walking stick. “Cut the grass, Mr Bean” she shouted while looking at the old lawn mower. Reluctantly, Mr Bean headed over to start the rusty old machine.

“Splutter splutter” Smoke poured from the mower. Mr Bean looked around, he wasn’t one for hard work. He knew there had to be an easier way. Out of the corner of his eye Mr Bean noticed the cage full of little bunny rabbits.

Picking some of the grass Mr bean walked over to the cage and gobbled bunch to the rabbits.Quickly they gobbed up the sweet green treat.Now he had an idea

Tinkering in his shad Mr Bean created the perfect.Tools for a man as lazy as him self.A rabbit lawn mower after setting the bunnys to work he relax.Back in his lawn chair and enjoyed an cool glass of lemonade

Out of nowhere the fat lady shouted at the man. He was shot he ran to his car Mr bean looked at the man who looked back at Mr bean with a angry face.He drove away Mr bean side to the lady .......they went inside.