My favorite part? The fucking Rabbit can't even recite his pitch without tripping over every third word. He reminds me of a highschool freshman trying to give an oral report on the history of the state of Arizona.
I love to think that he actually spoke to the city councilman while wearing his rabbit costume.
I actually live in Ridgewood, Queens, and you'd have a hard time proving to me that there is an ordinance against coin-op rides; there's a magnificent unlicensed 90s Batmobile next to the neighborhood 24-hour convenience store.