The cupboards are packed to bursting with chocolate and I'm beginning to feel a little threatened by their increased resemblance to a battlefield. The tupperware has all been strategically arranged. The Great Bunny Generals sit in the shadows, directing everything from cellophane tents. Every time I crack the door they open fire with pastel eggs. And once they run out of those, there are always the squadrons of little rabbits to deal with--clad in foil armor, perched on peep steeds...
On the plus side, I believe I just ate a rose flavored jelly belly. It was quite lovely.
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