It must be tough to be a jack-o’-lantern. You sit out in the cold for weeks, then some teenager smashes you to smithereens. Why would anyone do it, unless they can’t give up show business?
Tag: holidays
Cartoon of two birds staring at an Easter egg. One says, “Just when the story couldn’t get any weirder, they claim an Easter bunny brought it.”
One of my most memorable Easter memories was the day we found the missing Easter egg. The Easter that spring was a wet one. Mom decided we would have the Easter egg hunt in the house. She carefully hid her real, hard-boiled Easter eggs around the house. I was too old for the search, so I watched my little sisters scurry all over the house in search of the prizes.
About six months later, it was another cold, wet day. I was assigned the task to retrieve our collie dog from behind the couch so she could take care of outdoor business. As I reached back to retrieve the reluctant pooch, I felt something cold, yet hard. At first, I was relieved it wasn’t the open snout of our dog. Then I felt queasy. I found the last Easter egg.
Too bad I didn’t keep my mouth shut. It would have come in quite handy for the upcoming Halloween season.