I am not a huge fan of Easter, though it has almost nothing to do with the Holiday itself. For me it signifies the true beginning of spring and the subsequent misery of allergies.
NO EASTER LILIES IN THE HOUSE, YOU BASTARDS!
Easter is like my drunk uncle got to define it – rabbits and eggs, chocolate bunnys, and someone woke up after a three-day blackout. Pretty much his story.
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