- Jun 23, 2005
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I was at the computer, eating some candy. Minding my own bloody business when my mother WALTZES on over, takes a grubby fist full of Reeses RIGHT out of my Easter basket and walks away, content with having raiding MY treats.
She didn't even take the bleh solid chocolate rabbit or the lackluster Hershey's kisses. Or even the Cadbury eggs that always seem so bad ass in the commercial, but end up being a letdown. But the Reeses peanut butter cups.
My heart weeps for the chocolate bliss that will never be, the yummy in my tummy that will now never come to pass. The ouuy gooey cups melting in my mouth that has been stolen from me.
You always hear about terrible things happening to people on the tely, but you never think that they'll happen to you. My Easter spirits have been soured, perhaps permanently. And now I feel a rift forming that threatens to tear the family apart at the seams.
She didn't even take the bleh solid chocolate rabbit or the lackluster Hershey's kisses. Or even the Cadbury eggs that always seem so bad ass in the commercial, but end up being a letdown. But the Reeses peanut butter cups.
My heart weeps for the chocolate bliss that will never be, the yummy in my tummy that will now never come to pass. The ouuy gooey cups melting in my mouth that has been stolen from me. You always hear about terrible things happening to people on the tely, but you never think that they'll happen to you. My Easter spirits have been soured, perhaps permanently. And now I feel a rift forming that threatens to tear the family apart at the seams.
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