Easter is about making love.
Peeps. Every year with the peeps. I fucking hate peeps and yet somehow manage to acquire enough peeps for a marshmallow army. Well its good to know that there are other people out there that really hate peeps.
P.E.T.A. Fail you motherfuckers fail! Even on Easter you send out your little troll minions to attempt and break the souls of the innocent.
Worst fucking Easter basket ever put together! Come on lady put a little effort into your life. What the fuck is anyone supposed to do with this stuff???