When I saw Curse of the Were-rabbit in October 05, the jokes I laughed at the most were definately these: when the vicar says to Victor after telling him about the bullets, "Twenty four carat!" and when Mr Growbag says, "I just have a hunch!"
Curse of the Were-rabbit rocks!

Why does no one answer me?

I agree, the twenty - four carat gag was a side-splitter!

Cheer up, Mark the shark! I got one reply to my Wallace and Gromit stage play discussion. Yep, the Were-Rabbit ROCKS!

Thanks for replying and cheering me up, Josephine. That's really kind of you!

Any time, Mark the shark! Any time!

Thanks.

I also like it when Quartermaine loses his wig in the Bunvac 2000 and asks for his "tupee" (to pay - geddit?!) and says he also takes cheques and cash! ...you know, words to that effect. Then Quartermaine puts this black bunny on his head!

i rocked with laughter when pc macintosh said 'it was arson, yeah someone arson around!!!' brilliant

I like that bit as well, Cinders! Josephine, that was great as well. I was saying the other day I love it when PC Macintosh says, "Stand back, there may be a large rabbit dropping!"Absoutley incredible!

i liked it when the vicor said 'full moon' and quartermaine was mooning with his trousers down

Hehehe! I like that bit too!

When they asked Wallace how they would catch a big rabbit:

"With a big trap."
*gromit smacks head* <---PRICELESS.

Yeah!

I thought it was funny when the vicar comes into the church and goes "This was no man!!!" talking about the were-rabbit and all this scary music is playing and P.C Mcintosh looks at the lady playing the organ ang goes: "Mental."

Victor: I want toupee, please.

Wallace: Oh, grand. We take cheque or cash

Victor: Toupee, you idiot. My hair is in your machine.

Wallace: Oh there's only rabbits in there. The hare, I think you'll find, is a much larger specimen.

PRICELESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vicar: I have a hunch this is going to be a great night!

Mr Growbag: I just have a hunch.

aye i agree with you mark the shark it rocks theeeee ccccuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrsssssssssseeeeeeeeeee ooooffffffffff ttttttttthhhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeee wwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrreeeeee rrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaabbbbbiiiiiiiitttttttttttt

they here the sound of the wererabbit being shot

Lady Tottington bursts into tears.

Vicar:my dear sweet sensitive child allow us to share in your moment of sorrow

silence...

Vicar:YAY!!

Love It