This Easter is a bit different than usual. Egg hunts will be inside or maybe in a small area of the backyard (if you do it inside, make sure to note where every egg is, especially if they’re real eggs … unless you want quarantine to be a lot smellier than a bunch of people who haven’t showered in a while). Sunrise services? Well, maybe someone’s streaming them somewhere. The Easter Bunny is staying six feet away because he doesn’t want what we might have, and doesn’t feel like wasting the good chocolate on us this year.

So what do we do?

Laugh. Pretty sure it’s still OK to do that.

No church service? Where am I supposed to flaunt my fabulous look?
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Mama was a chicken. Dad was just nuts.
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The Easter Bunny is toothier than usual … I don’t remember fangs …
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I curse the decisions that led me to this path in life.
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Damn it, Sharon, you were supposed to dye the eggs, not me.
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So tell me about the benefits … do I get a valet for my litter box?
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He’s having them for breakfast, and he’s not the least bit sorry.
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Those things have teeth around here.
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We’ve been in quarantine too long. I am NOT a bunny!
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