Pouring My Art Out

***(WARNING!!! This post is going to piss some of you off)***

It is totally a religious holiday, oh Sinny McSacrilege… the Great Bunny gave his only son, who was made of chocolate, to us, to teach us the correct and moral and only way… the one, true way… to color eggs… and yet we, being imperfect mortals, ate that poor chocolate bunny, and therefore were given a pestilence of fat thighs and bad skin… for our sins… because we worshipped the idols of Peeps, and sought to fill our divine baskets of goodness with cheap, knockoff jelly beans and crap made by corporations who were fooled into thinking that they were people, made in the image of the Great Bunny, by Trump Supporters and corrupt leaders who thought their sole duty was to keep the last president from achieving anything… just because it offended them that he was same color as the son of the Great Bunny… and because these men have no sense of shame… or right and wrong… or even of irony… we are now forced to use artificial grass to try to fill the emptiness that is inside our baskets of goodness, and lo, our bunnies will forever be hollow.