Three Days in Jackass Flats

Can a Flemish Giant bunny find love with a Texas jackrabbit lawman, and not end up a person of interest in an active DEA investigation?

On the surface, Jackass Flats seems as common as ticks, tornadoes, or tumbleweeds on the plains of North Texas. But, scratch past the small town charm of Mama Cee's restaurant, or Gear Grinders Garage & Machine Shop, and you'll find a whole mess of things going on. Mix a DEA investigation going off the rails, a Paul Bunyan sized French émigré dealing exotic cars, and a long-eared lonely deputy scouting for stuff and nonsense at the infamous local casino, and a very subtle bow-chicka-bow-wow romance track playing in the background, things get spicy with cayenne, cilantro and a heartwarming dash of good natured hilarity. As Sheriff Drayton Jeepers like to say when caught unawares, "No one south of that highway lives in their own skin."

Yeah, we're not sure what he means either, but finding out promises to be fun!