In this excellent photo, the Easter Bunny is a female.
Well, it makes sense that the Easter Bunny is beyond gender. Sometimes a man, sometimes a woman.
Dumb kid. Only the dumb ones are down with the lap.
Sometimes the Easter Bunny is a Drawing, or an undefinable mist, or a Pencil Sharpener.
I was invited to a “Clown Shoe Party” at that house once. They had the lousiest spread: 3 sleeves of stale Ritz Crackers and a bottle of past it’s expiration date I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter, which is still the best name for any food product ever.
That is an AMAZING bow tie.
Excellent style all around.
This shit rocks!
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