This labored effort is obviously meant to be funny, but it's more in the goofball style of Beavis and Butthead than an entry in the ranks of fractured fairy tales by such masters as Scieszka/Lane or James Marshall. Dedicated to the latter, this is a sort of ""The Stupids Meet Goldilocks,"" illustrated with Marshallesque settings and characters. The Dumb Bunnies (Momma, in bra-top and skirt, is ""really dumb""; Poppa, in polka dot briefs, ""even dumber""; Baby Bunny is ""the dumbest bunny of all"") leave their wrong-temperature porridge for an outing that includes a picnic inside a working carwash and bowling in the public library while a librarian glares. They come home to flush ""Little Red Goldilocks"" down the toilet. One problem here is that these bunnies aren't out of step in a well-ordered universe; their world is occupied by similarly witless souls. A sign advertising a spelling bee is misspelled; when Momma Bunny notes that someone has been eating her bed, someone has. The lava lamps in a jacket send-up of the GoodNight Moon room will be funny to adults, as will several of the other props (some may even notice the pun in lieu of the author's real name). But let's not elevate this by calling it wit -- at best, it's harmless silliness.