Because I am ALSO a rabbit, I have the inside skinny, and dutifully report it back to you.
I’ve been struggling against Big Key Chain since I was a child and received a mini-whistle that did not function as advertised. Fight the power.
Ty the Guy OUT!
It’s not my first time mentioning the gladiatorial rabbit fights…
It’s not my first time giving away Easter Bunny Secrets, either.
I’m going to mention that THIS particular Easter marks a different sort of resurrection around my house. It’s the second anniversary of my triple-death and triple-recovery from a heart attack. That awful night, I had dined on Kentucky Fried Chicken for what might have turned out to be my last meal…
Since a terrible diet and sedentary lifestyle was ultimately what did me in, I now exercise five days a week and eat KFC only ONE day a year.
Can you guess which day?
While you guys will be eating some sort of holiday feast, I’ll be chowing down on the worst of the worst junk food in a giant “screw you” to the heart attack. Tomorrow I’m back to celery and peppers. Tonight, I dine like someone trapped in a bus depot!