Screw the eggs.
(submitted by Stan)
“It was 1978 and my parents used to party every Saturday night… even if it was the night before Easter.”
(submitted by Carol)
“It seemed like a good idea at the time: the Easter Bunny emerging from the gardening shed to surprise the children and join the egg hunt. My then 4-year old daughter didn’t think so. And when the shed door crashed open and the Bunny stumbled out and staggered about because he couldn’t see out of the costume, can you blame her?”
(submitted by Bruce)
“I am The Overgrown Easter Bunny. It was 1984, I was 10 years old. My grandfather insisted that I dress up like the Easter Bunny for my younger cousins and siblings. This photo shows me with my mom, dad, sister and brother. I was mortified, though my brother is the one emoting how I was feeling inside.”
(submitted by Erin)