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Your Typical Easter Day.
Little children gathered in a small group in the lush green grass. Rosey cheeks and wavy hair with well- pressed clothes and fine colorful baskets to hold their plastic egg shells in. Poor kids, couldn't tell a fake egg from a real one.
Suddenly there was a bunny that came about, skipping and singing.
"TRA LA LA LA LAAAA!!!! I LIKE ONIONS!!"the over-sized bunny sang, frolicking about with it's luminous basket. Suddenly the skies turned from a cheery baby blue to a grim slate gray. Thunder boomed through the sky and the children still kept a smile on their red little faces. As long as they get the eggs, they're happy. No eggs, no mercy.
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The bunny took out an egg and instead of tossing like the happy british drinker he- ER! CORRECTION! I NEVER SAID THAT! HE IS NOT A DRUG DEALER!!
REEEEEEEEEWIIIIIIND!!!!!!
-eh reknird hsitirb yppah eth ekil gnissot fo deatsni dna gge na tuo koot ynnub ehT
(the past sentence backward...)
"I TRIED TO BE NICE BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! ALL YOU WANT IS EGGS! & onions YOU SORRY PITIFUL PEICES OF *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP language like this is not permitted on this journal*"
Boy was that rabbit mad. It started hurling plastic eggs filled with weed inside. IT WAS A DRUG DEALER!
Life as a drug- dealing bunny throwing fake eggs at little children is torture. You don't get paid for this. YOU KNOW WHAT?!?! 3 FRIGGIN' YEARS IN JUNIOR HIGH AND I DONT GET PAID TO THROW EGGS AT THE 6TH GRADERS!!!!!!!!!!! I'M GOING ON STRIKE!!!!!!!!!!! scream domokun
Okay, I admit, I DIDN'T throw eggs for a living AND I DONT DEAL DRUGS SO GET YO' MIND OUT OF DA' GUTTER!!!!
And that ends my... special message for the day. Thank you and... good night.
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