Apr 4, 2010
I've always been something of an easter grinch. Even when I was a child I hated the holiday.
I don't much like candy. I hate ham. I hate rabbits. I hate that plastic grass that you never can quite get rid of. I hate eggs.
As a child, I was once locked in a rabbit hutch by some evil children and mauled by the fluffy little bastards (true story).
Oh, and I hate pastels too.
The only good thing about the holiday is that it makes me think of this song: