A few years ago we did Easter brunch with my in-laws and my sister-in-law's in-laws. The spousal unit decided to sit his nephew on his lap and tell him the story of the Easter miracle.
He told of how, on Good Friday, the Easter Bunny laid an easter egg. The bunny sat vigilantly on that egg until Easter Sunday, when lo and behold the baby Jesus hatched from that sacred egg.
His nephew listened, wide eyed. The in-law-in-laws are churchgoing, stern folks, and were not amused. The rest of us got a good chuckle from it.
Hope you all had a lovely Easter yesterday. I'm going to pick up some sticky-yummy-sweet marked down Cadbury Creme Eggs today. Thanks Easter Bunny, bwak bwak!
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That Cadbury bunny disapproves.
Eek JACC, I'd best take my own advice about bunnies and lawsuits, eh?
Ha ha ha, that's a great story but totally inaccurate. According to a comedian I saw on TV once, when Jesus rose on Easter, he couldn't get out of the tomb because the rock was blocking the door. So a little bunny came along and rolled the rock away for him.
Those Cadbury creme eggs are too much...the filling is too sweet for me and thats funny because as a young feller there was nothing that was too sweet!
Beckeye, was that bunny on roids?
Mur, they are sickeningly sweet and I adore them. Unfortunately so do many others because they wre were all gone. I had to settle for Reester Bunnies.
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