Easter

As Easter approaches....I am reminded of a little incident one year involving my ex's daughter.

My ex had the misfortune of working on Easter, so I was left to do the Easter thing with the kid.


That meant I had to fill up a bunch of plastic eggs with candy and go out in the yard and hide them. And then watch as the little brat goes out and hunts for them.

A four year old hunting for eggs. What fun.

She was so excited to hunt for the eggs, but I wasn't going to do it.

So, instead, I put her in my truck and we went for a drive.

And, I'll tell you what, living in the country has it's advantages.

As we drove around, she was asking where we were going.

I told her we were going to go find the place were the Easter Bunny hides the eggs with his most delicious chocolate.

The anticipation of a chocolate heaven illuminated her face.

A few minutes later, I spotted what I was looking for.

A roadkill rabbit.


Being at a height disadvantage, she did not spot the rabbit. I pulled over to the side of the road and told her I found the spot.

I got her out of the truck and told her to close her eyes.

I led her over to the raodkill rabbit and said, "Oh no..not the Easter Bunny!"

She opened her eyes and screamed.





No sex from the ex that night was worth it.