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Mmm... Reese's Eggs. They’re like individually wrapped peanut buttery orgasms...
Ahem, uh, yeah, anyway. Dig the Easter candy. When I was a kid in Sunday school (I think I was five or six) we were given paper and crayons and told to draw a picture of Easter. Well, I apparently missed the actual instructions dictating pictures of The Easter, and when we all finished and everyone held up little kid drawings of Jesus rising, rocks being rolled away, etc. I was the only one holding up a drawing of me, and a basket full of purple plastic grass, with a chocolate bunny that was missing an ear. Yep, for Little Jeffrey, Easter was all about the candy. Christ rose to save our sweets.
Oh, and I, being a Jelly Bean aficionado, love this time of year for its explosion of all sorts of varieties of beans. It's like a world full of little pieces of heaven.
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