Ever since we were little kiddies, we’ve enjoyed the little party extras that come along with Easter Sunday. Yes, I am thinking about peeling back the wrapping of a gigantic, dense and chocolaty Easter bunny, and biting off its head.
The greatest thing about Easter is not the flowery dresses or the long church services (sorry God), but the array of tasty candies to choose from. But that is where the issue arises. As much as you may be tempted to do so, you can’t eat every single candy in the basket, at least in one sitting. Unless you have the metabolism of a hummingbird in flight and no little cousins who cry when you eat all the Peeps.
So the question is, which candy do you grab first? Which candy makes you start your Easter countdown on Halloween? If given an Easter basket, WWJD?
Happy almost-Easter! Have you stocked up on your Peeps and Cadbury Eggs? Not you, Passover people – unfortunately you don’t get to partake in the tasty treats. You also don’t have to deal with the Easter Creep-sters, though, so that’s a plus.
Anyways, it’s Friday and we’re ready for a night in with some hot chocolate and a good (self-help) book. We would go out and par-tay, but we had a long week (as usual), full of life lessons:
If dogs could talk, I have a feeling they would have a lot to say about the stupid outfits people dress them in. Especially when it comes to Easter. Something along the lines of, “WTF? If you wanted a freaking bunny, then you should have bought a freaking bunny. I’m a DOG.”
But they can’t, so people keep on shoving on the bunny ears and forcing their poor pooches to pose for the camera. And, based on what we see below, the pups aren’t happy. In fact, we’re pretty damn sure they got into the Easter candy the minute after these photos were taken and ate enough Cadbury Eggs to take their poor, puppy lives.
Still, the pics are fun to look at, no? Get your fill of Suicidal Easter Dogs (and an angry ferrett) below. Read More »