The Bunny is here. When I think of Easter I imagine Mallrats. Ear to ear does my smile grow thinking of Brody misdirecting his misfit friends. Leading to a revenge of simple porportions. Face it...you have been duped your whole life. Santa Claus, Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy they all became good stories. So when you see two brutes wailing on this sacred white childhood figure, its a statement. No longer with I stand quietly in the night. Draw a line in the sand saying, pass this you will no further go! The Man has just seen his last joke played on me. I figured it out. So I will continue wailing on that poor innocent bunny till I win.
Or till I have children and I find myself standing in line for a picture with Santa.
Damn it!
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