Apparently one of you ratted me out to the Bunny Militia. Whoever you are, I will find you, and you will pay dearly.
I rounded the corner at the grocery store today and was greeted by this disturbing sight:
Yeah. I was (understandably, if you read my recent Easter Bunny post) alarmed. If you need me, I’ll be in my bunny-proof bunker. I’d tell you where that is, but obviously at least one of you can’t be trusted with the location of my root cellar.
*Props to my coworker Heidi for the phrase “Bunny Militia.”