it's all about 'em bunnies

oh. it's easter. who gives a shit?

so yesterday was easter sunday (from my side of the moon, yesterday was a sunday, so backoff) and for the catholic fanatics it's suppose to be the time they all scream "sweet-lord-i-finally-finished-highschool!" and jump up and down because jesus rose from the dead and shit... but i think he could've done better you see... i mean, y'know, him being god and all.

anyway, i'm not about to greet you all a happy easter.

fuck.

i just did, didn't i?

but my point is, i'm fucking lazy today, and i practically dragged myself out of bed for work; dragged myself in the board room for a stupid meeting of some lame-ass anniversary party on may (can't you just give us cash and a dayoff?); dragged myself to blog just to tell you guys the the essence of easter.

and the essence of easter is... bunnies!

and i won't elaborate on that shit either.

all i can say is, if i were a bunny, i'd be him. only i'd be 200 pounds heavier. yeah, i'm a fattie. but i'm fucking extreme!!!

and here's something else,

i'm out.