It was a Sunday just like every other. A nice meal at the parents house, an afternoon spent cleaning out Duggy, and random easter bunnies walking down the street...
Yes, I realize Sunday was Easter and this would be ten times creapier was it not. But this was a 6 foot tall Easter bunny. He had no posse. No gaggle of screaming children. Just an empty basket and a lonely road.
I bleed scarlet and gray. Winston is my best friend. I hate soy sauce but I love chinese. Cats make me ill. Ohio is the greatest state and you can't convince me otherwise. Every song reminds me of a memory. I miss my VW with the top down, screamin out...
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