...after telling little two 'n' a half-year old johnny that the easter bunny brought him the chocolate he enjoyed from his basket on easter morning, his parents couldn't understand how poor little johnny got the idea that it was a good thing to eat the droppings from the rabbit cage at the pet store when they visited a month later.
"must only taste good when jesus becomes a ham-eating zombie," thought johnny as he began his first steps into his long journey through the world of confusion...
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