Sunday, April 24, 2011

Happy Easter, Y'all

This year, thanks to a courtesy care-package that Mom lovingly sent from the good ol' U.S. of A., I celebrated by decapitating marshmallow bunnies with my teeth (images far too gory for this blog).

The marshmallow bunny massacre continued by drowning them in a sea of molten hot chocolate.

No one can help you, Marshmallow Bunny. NO ONE.

So, how do you deal with Resurrection Day?

Barb the French Bean


  1. I prefer my Easter Peeps as a garnish for my Bailey's and coffee. ;)

  2. I hate peeps. They're too sweet for me (literally and figuratively).

    Hoppy Easter!

  3. Besides getting a sugar overload? :D

    Brush my teeth 5 times within the day.

  4. nice blog... visited here with a smile, take care always... feel free to visits me back at (A Growing Teenager Diary)... thanks ~~~

  5. That is a perfectly good use of peeps! Everyone needs some peephocoalic to drink? Very cute.

  6. Careful. Sacrifice too many Marshmallow Bunny and you will summon the Marshmallow Man.


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