Taking photos of screaming kids dressed up on a creepy symbol of the holiday:
That’s my brother’s god daughter and his sister. Look at that smug ass look on her face as he screams bloody murder. That damned rabbit is probably whispering “redrum” in the kid’s ear or something.
Mad Men. That is all.
redrum, hahahahahahaha –
That pic is for the ages.
And holy crap, that rabbit would give a clown a run for its money on the scary scale.
Yes, that rabbit is dangerously close to being a clown. I’ve always been terrified of them.
Happy Easter — we just had a great party, but I will regret it during my morning class. Oh well.
You typed faster than me! No fair!
Kudos due Madison
(In yer face, Scott Walker!)
Tree With Water
I sincerely mean no offense today of all days, but that little kid is surely asking whomever it was that abandoned him to The Monster, “Why has thou forsaken me?”.
a hip hop artist from Idaho (fka Bella Q)
I’d be crying too if that rabbit touched me, much less held me. In the even of such an occurrence, of course, I’d deck the rabbit.
Is that a chocolate rabbit in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?
“Stupid itchy church pants!”
That poor schmuck in the bunny suit is probably praying for death.
@NotMax: it is instructive that the Madison ordinance has a long list of protected people because the right wing, hate-filled mind must always find the “other” to persecute. What an exhausting useless life they live.
I have a picture of my daughter at about the same age on Santa’s lap, screaming so hard you can see her uvula, just like in the cartoons. Santa doesn’t look too plussed either.
*muffled from costume* Sexual Harassment Bunny!
The carrot on the right side of the picture really makes it for me. Looks like it’s handy for the rabbit to whack kids over the head. No wonder the kid is crying.
@varmintito: Somewhere I have a photo, hand to goddess, of my first dog & my friend’s Irish Setter ‘meeting Santa’. (It was for a dog-related charity, and we were foreign guests — at a Canadian obedience trial.) Fifteen-pound Galley, sitting in Santa’s lap, wears the ‘Do I cry, scream, or wet myself first?’ look, while Roo cuddles next to Santa, one paw on his hand, giving him her most winsome expression. You could imagine her reading off a summary, complete with Toys’R’Us catalog numbers, of her very long wish list…
Tara the Antisocial Social Worker
That is one scary looking lepus – a killer bunny if I ever saw one.
In the words of MST3K, “That’s good old-fashioned nightmare fuel!”
Why adults (who design them, after all) find these figures charming, when kids find them appalling and frightening is beyond me. Big, exaggerated effigies, clowns of whatever design, just freaked me out when I was very young – I wanted to run screaming. Did, in fact.
Killer rabbit, indeed!
@grishaxxx: Why do you wage war on Easter, our Christian nation, and the baby Easter Jesus?
However, people like you do keep Fox News producers busy.
You want to know where your doubting leads? I’ll tell you. I couldn’t find any malted milk candy Easter eggs this year. I promised to bring them to an Easter party. Had to settle for Whoppers. Put in a bowl and called them Easter Bunny Dumps. The Endtimes are nigh.
@grishaxxx: Obligatory song.
“That’s my brother’s god daughter and his sister.” Your brother’s sister? Looks like a little girl and a little boy to me, not two little girls. But it might be. But then it refers to the “…smug ass look on her face as he screams…” I don’t know why I bother.
@jl: Yup! :-)
@Omnes Omnibus: Thanx O-O – I feel so much better now…..8-)
Sorry, but “my brother’s god daughter and his sister” just doesn’t make sense to me. Do you mean “my brother’s godson and his sister”? (Yes, it’s “godson”, one word, just like “godfather” or “godchild” etc.)
I don’t know why you bother, either. It’s a fucking blog post, not a seminar.
I don’t get the appeal of the screaming kid on bunny’s/Santa’s lap. Imagine being that kid, and your parents think it’s hilarious and take pictures, instead of rescuing you.
I’m dying with laughter at that photo and John’s write- up. That is one scary looking rabbit, which is unusual because real rabbits are cute.
I’m pretty sure Cole puts shit like that in his posts just to troll folks like you.
Peanut didn’t like the Easter Bunny until she was 4. We have three years of screaming pics for her.
That’s the stuff. My daughter was solo so it didn’t have the complete effect of the picture at the top of this post — the angelic sibling, whose expression confirms that she know that this could not be working out any better if she had scripted it.
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