Photo by MrStinkHead

Why on Earth parents would subject the rest of the world to the pants-wetting, ear-splitting mob of children ravenously searching for Easter eggs, I’ll never know. Second to Halloween — where these hellions actually invade the front doors of our homes — isn’t Easter supposed to be a holiday of quiet reflection? Instead we assail our children with horrifying thoughts of Donny Darko-like bunnymen, surreptitiously hiding goody-filled eggs, only to tease and irk when you can’t find any (I was pretty bad at it).Thank you MrStinkHead for reminding us with your shot, that the hunt can be equally scary for the rest of us.