This is the kind of stuff that killed
all my best pick-up lines.

I love cherries, I can eat cherry pie for hours.

Yum, you look like the apple of my dreams. I love eating apples.

They used to work. But I couldn't win when you
have guys thinking diner. Meat and potatoes diner.

Ban this sturr, it killed my freedon. I had to get married.

Pete

No matter how many times I see that, it's still funny.

Happy Easter to Denny & all the GOC crew ! hope its a Good 'Un for one & all !

Happy Easter!

Ouch! Thanks for the wishes, Denny.

Good Day to all!

A blast from the past ....but still funny, Happy Easter to everybody & a chocolate cigar for Monica!

I bet myself a dollar that you wouldn't post this one again this year...

I don't hear well...these silly chocolate rabbits are my favorite!

Happy Easter!

LisaKay - I'm gonna post this every year 'cause every time I see it it cracks me up! Where do you start eating on the chocolate bunnies? I always ate the ears first.

Denny - Are you mellowing? Or are your readers getting nicer? Third time posted.First year people wish one another "Happy Easter!" with those cute bunnies.

Didn't mind you taking a bite first. Boys will be boys...;-)

I have to ask, does anyone really bite the butt first? We're an 'Ear First' family.

Claudia - Alas, I am mellowing. That's what retirement has done to me. My old team lead has offered me a job as a contractor on more than one occasion. He even cleared it with the manager who despises me. maybe I oughta go back to work and get my grouchy demeanor back.

From my standpoint I bite the first thing (area) I get free from the packageing
Happy Easter to all and to all a good night
(Wrong movie)

Denny, I'm glad that you post this every year, it cracks me up too! Honestly, I hate chocolate bunnies, so I don't eat them and never have. I'm still the weird kid that way ;)

When he was in high school, our oldest son had to write poems for an English class. Here is his tribute to Easter:

My Problem
I don’t like to eat candy animals,
Because they look at me.
So, I cover their eyes with a napkin,
And eat them when they can’t see
I never eat the whole thing,
I stop at their necks instead,
Then I save their little severed heads,
In a box beneath my bed.

Peggy - Your son sounds like Calvin. Did he have a toy tiger named Hobbes?

Peggy U - It's priceless!

He wrote a couple of good poems, but poetry really isn't his "thing". It was torture by language for him to do it, and he ended up turning it in late and losing points. What probably helped him was the fact that the poetry collection had to be illustrated as well, and he is a good artist. Packaging saved him!

One of his teachers one time said he had a "wicked funny" sense of humor. His best friend is also artistic and between the two of them they've created some hilariously crass artwork. I know I should condemn this rather than encourage it, but they are talented! None of the bad stuff made it into the poetry book. I've nabbed a few sketches to save for blackmail purposes down the road.

He doesn't have a stuffed tiger. He does have a stuffed armadillo which he accidentally puked on one time. Fortunately it was launderable. It is now known as the barfadillo.

Peggy U- Our kids sound similiar. My kid wrote goofy poetry and actually was published for a serious one! He was always better at drawing and painting though. My fave poem by him was an ode to his glasses...I kinda sorta miss those days when he was a teenager-and I let him live-at least he was around;)

Trite - but true: They grow up too fast!