I was in the mall the other day doing locksmith work. There was no line at the easter bunny area but he was dancing and jolly all the same.
I had a sudden urge to run of there there and beat him up screaming “this ones for Brodie you bastard!”
I chuckled the rest of the day remenising about Jay and Sinelt Bob in mallrats taking down the easter bunny.
Was the bunny hiding weapons of mass destruction?
It was obviously the work of Jay and Silent Bob. They masterminded the entire thing.
Looks like little Travis is getting a lump of coal in his easter basket this…um, wait…what do you get in your easter basket if you piss off the Easter Bunny, anyway? Worms?
No, slortar, Travis was the Easter bunny.
“And that’s for Brody!”
Crap…nevermind
you get brown ‘jelly beans’.
Oh, sure. Puncture my youthful delusions. Now you’re going to tell me that Santa Claus is really just a sweaty old man on the mall pay roll or my dad or something like that. :dubious:
Neener neener neener! 
Not exactly, slortar. But since you asked!
Santa is a drunk by the name of Charles Pierce.
sobbing inconsolably
Heads up: You should be aware of the film Bad Santa coming this holiday season, starring Billy Bob Thornton as a… less than savory St. Nick.