Dear Easter Bunny,
Can you please put a stop to the mass quantities of Cadbury Eggs being stocked at all of my local stores?
(You know the ones with the disgustingly wonderful ooey, gooey, sticky high fructose, million calorie yolks? YUMMMMMMMM!)
I saw you this morning but you hopped away before I could put in my request ~ but, I really, really need your help.
I have an addiction to them.
(It’s a SERIOUS addiction.)
I know that I can count on you, EB.
Thanks in advance,
P.S. The next time that I see you, if you could just hold still a little bit longer, I would be SUPER grateful!
It’s very hard to photograph you as you are running at the speed of light away from me for 2 reasons. 1, my camera captures mostly a furry buns blur and 2, I think that you know that I haven’t been working out for *cough* months and that, in combination with the high amounts of Cadbury eggs in my diet as of late doesn’t equal me running a bunny chasing marathon in the morning through the countryside.
Thanks, in advance for this, too.