Yeah, you, with the irresistible whiskers, little cotton tail and the penchant for leaving a trail of Reeses Peanut Butter Eggs and all that chocolaty, nutty goodness that goes straight to my hips.
Oh, and then there are those Cadbury Eggs with their super-sweet fondant filling. You know the ones. They go down so easily but make you feel crappy as all get out afterward.
And that’s not to mention the Jelly Bellies or those really disgusting Peeps.
Oh, you deceitful varmint. Luring us in, looking so sweet and innocent as you lead us down the path to hippo hell.
I’m thinking Fudd had it right. Elmer, that is. Yes, it should be rabbit season.
Now, excuse me while I go get some carrots.