The wife laid out a dandy of an Easter basket

The wife laid out a dandy of an Easter basket for little Jimmy. But Daddy had the munchies some'n fierce. You don't think he'd miss just one chocolate bunny do you?

Prolly not, except Daddy ate the chocolate Playboy bunny, pissing Mommy off some'n awful. Took Daddy until the following Christmas to make it up to her, but then Daddy got hungry

once again, that unbearable hunger that only provocative chocolate can satisfy. So Daddy done did it again, eating that playboy bunny, and mommy

started screaming, "No, no, she's not a choco Playboy bunny, she's a real one!" Daddy wiped the blood from his chin. "Risn't rocorate? Rastes rike rocorate." The half-eaten woman

felt lighter. Daddy, which is what we called Hugh Hefner, Daddy was eating the girls. "Now, you will all lose weight, one bite at a time!" Blood and bunny ears drizzled down

Because Bunny Ears and Blood were fraternal twins. Blood Ears always had problems with blushing too much. Bunny Ears could not get her ears to stay in any other position, so she

was quite popular at the Bunny Hop where she was a Hoppy Harpy feature dancer. Stripping was paying for her Bunny's Studies degree and her cotton tail augmentation. Blood Ears told

everyone at the Bunny Hop that she was his girl, but it wasn't true. She had no interest in Blood Ears, only in getting her degree so she could leave that stinking strip joint. She

worked hard to get ahead in her classes. She was hoping to graduate early so she could leave even earlier. Working every night at the joint was hard on her mind and her body. Men

were either a firm fist and forearm away from commitment or a dangling, flaccid foreskin away from running off with her best friend. She opted for self-love and freedom.