Did you feast on eggs and chocolate and ham?
The Blog did.
A question crossed The PC's mind, last night, as he was digesting his Easter meal...
Why do we insist on eating ham at Easter?
Is it some sort of "in your face" directed at our Jewish brethren?
I'm just thinkin'.
But on to another thing Easter, before we move on to, what, Memorial Day?
The Easter Bunny.
Or, to be more specific, people in Easter Bunny costumes.
About two weeks ago, The PC entered his local Walgreens store, (One of them, anyway. At this point, Walgreens is more ubiquitous than Starbucks,) and was accosted by some poor employee wearing an Easter Bunny costume.
"WELCOME TO WALGREENS! HAPPY EASTER!!!" He shouted.
Leaving The Blog to wonder if Walgreens carried underwear.
Stores and malls have always relied on Santas at Christmas. But, no matter how hard they try, making the Easter Bunny a thing has never, really worked.
Easter bunnies strike The Blog as inherently creepy.
The Blog can't quite put a finger on it, but, thanks to the magic that is the internet, he now knows that he is not alone.
Here are a whole crap load of Easter Bunnies that are just not right....
video I once saw.
a ransom demand.
bunnies more realistic.
and I can hear colors.
He got nothing on this freak!
At this point, in my attempt to find some sort of "pallet cleanser," The PC wanted to post a photo of a classic, 1960s Playboy Club Bunny.
You would be amazed at how impossible it is to fine one of those pics!
So, instead, The PC will share this...
The second most awkward moment in "Rowan and Martin's Laugh-In" history.
(After Richard M. Nixon's "Sock-It-To-Me" moment.)