The new Easter
Samizdat Radio is an equal-opportunity purveyor of religions. To better promote the inherent love found in organized religions, this conversation took place on Easter Sunday:
Justin: What a beautiful spring day, eh, Tony?
Tony: A beautiful day to kill a bunny.
J: Wha...?
T: Hop hop hop hop... HACK!
Thump!
J: It's always comforting to know that the horrifying murder of cute animals is a constant in your mind. Anyway, we were talking religion, Easter, the resurrection--
T: So, then... what if the bunny would come back to life... in, like, the ultimate Easter thing.
J: That'd be pretty damn miraculous.
T: I would totally ditch my current religion to worship the bunny.
J: That wouldn't be much of an organized religion. You've gotta have things such as... hymns, priests, uncomfortable seats, and communion. Stuff like that.
T: The eucharist would be made out of carrot cake.
J: Well, that's a start. Unfortunately, it looks like our time today is done. In the spirit of the holiday, I ate all my chocolate and now must flagellate myself. Perhaps the audience at home would like to join us next time for more tenets from the Church of the Dead Rabbit.
T: Oh, man...
J: Worship the bunny
T: ...he has risen.
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T: Ok, just real quickly: imagine a bunny nailed to a cross. That's some funny-ass shit, man
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Update: Apparently, someone already has imagined torturing a 'bunny' for Easter. Our new religion grows.
Justin: What a beautiful spring day, eh, Tony?
Tony: A beautiful day to kill a bunny.
J: Wha...?
T: Hop hop hop hop... HACK!
Thump!
J: It's always comforting to know that the horrifying murder of cute animals is a constant in your mind. Anyway, we were talking religion, Easter, the resurrection--
T: So, then... what if the bunny would come back to life... in, like, the ultimate Easter thing.
J: That'd be pretty damn miraculous.
T: I would totally ditch my current religion to worship the bunny.
J: That wouldn't be much of an organized religion. You've gotta have things such as... hymns, priests, uncomfortable seats, and communion. Stuff like that.
T: The eucharist would be made out of carrot cake.
J: Well, that's a start. Unfortunately, it looks like our time today is done. In the spirit of the holiday, I ate all my chocolate and now must flagellate myself. Perhaps the audience at home would like to join us next time for more tenets from the Church of the Dead Rabbit.
T: Oh, man...
J: Worship the bunny
T: ...he has risen.
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T: Ok, just real quickly: imagine a bunny nailed to a cross. That's some funny-ass shit, man
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Update: Apparently, someone already has imagined torturing a 'bunny' for Easter. Our new religion grows.
