Gloom · Bunny's · Dark · Place

*ugh*

Yea, well, Easter's here... big deal. Nobody really likes easter, you know... we all just pretend to because its what we're *supposed* to do. I mean, who's ever heard of an easter bunny that doesn't like easter, right? It's like I don't even have a choice; im just expected to hop around, be all happy and hippity hoppity and paint eggs *pretty* colors. Well, forget that.

If you find a rotten egg on easter, at least now you'll know who its from.

I mean, after all, what is the world but a giant rotten egg? It just makes me so down, sometimes I think about, like, slashing my paws, you know. I think about how the red would look against the pink of all those little eggs; its really the same color, in the end... just a different shade.

At least that way I'd already have done half the work for whoever cuts my paws off. What, you other bunnies didn't know? You thought horses were the only animals they did that to? heh...all of us.. every single one... all they want is our paws.. our *lucky* paws.

Too bad their *luck* can't save us.

Cheers- to the end.