Easter: another day of the year where some little dude covered in white hair (hello Santa and the Easter Bunny,
you lazy pair of bastards) gets all the credit, for the Mums & Dads running around doing all the work
I mean, who doesn’t want to be up LATE Saturday night stuffing plastic eggs full of chocolate, then heading outside, in the cold, and pitch black
because we can’t turn the fucking lights on because Macaroni likes to peek out of her bedroom window for a possible bunny sighting to ‘HIDE’ them for the following morning’s ‘egg hunt’
All while trying to avoid land mines left by
the fucking dog Fluffy
It’s the one day of the year that I can openly eat chocolate for brekky!
Instead of hiding in the garage or the toilet like I have to do the rest of the year