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The Easter Bunny has been known to break into people's houses while they are on vacation and leave "chocolate eggs" on their pillows. No one knows why.
Quick and I didn't get mugged
They tried making a sequel to Killer Klowns from Outer Space. It was Easter themed: Killer Klowns from Egg-ster Space. It was critically acclaimed.
It's not all it's cracked up to be.
It's not all it's cracked up to be.
Do the upgrades carry over to next year's event?
CheechandChong 4:20:
'And is it not said that the Lord appeared before Moses as a burning bush? Therefore I say unto you, honor the Lord thy God with Joints, Blunts, and Spliffs, for as the Lord burnt his bush, so shalt thou burn thine, that peace and joy shall fill thee, and the munchies descend upon thee."
'And is it not said that the Lord appeared before Moses as a burning bush? Therefore I say unto you, honor the Lord thy God with Joints, Blunts, and Spliffs, for as the Lord burnt his bush, so shalt thou burn thine, that peace and joy shall fill thee, and the munchies descend upon thee."
The pollution hangs black,
Over Torn City,
While lewd creatures dance,
In the graffiti.
From door to door,
The children trick or treat,
While razor-blades are hidden,
In chocolates so sweet.
Muggers dress up,
Much like everyone else,
Then go and mug people,
Just like everyone else.
Candy is bought,
Candy is stolen,
People are mugged,
And stabbed in the colon.
Buy-mugging runs rampant,
The economy is shot,
No one grows old enough,
To complain a lot.
But on this night,
In graveyards and alleys,
Under full moon light,
The dead start to rally.
They rise from their graves,
Or their piles of garbage,
They terrorize the streets,
And flood them with carnage.
Until finally the sun,
Comes over the buildings,
And sees a city destroyed,
By the undead killings.
Bodies line the streets,
Children cry and families mourn,
It's just like any other day,
In the city or Torn.
Over Torn City,
While lewd creatures dance,
In the graffiti.
From door to door,
The children trick or treat,
While razor-blades are hidden,
In chocolates so sweet.
Muggers dress up,
Much like everyone else,
Then go and mug people,
Just like everyone else.
Candy is bought,
Candy is stolen,
People are mugged,
And stabbed in the colon.
Buy-mugging runs rampant,
The economy is shot,
No one grows old enough,
To complain a lot.
But on this night,
In graveyards and alleys,
Under full moon light,
The dead start to rally.
They rise from their graves,
Or their piles of garbage,
They terrorize the streets,
And flood them with carnage.
Until finally the sun,
Comes over the buildings,
And sees a city destroyed,
By the undead killings.
Bodies line the streets,
Children cry and families mourn,
It's just like any other day,
In the city or Torn.