"The Easter Bunny appears to have had too much to drink. He likes to party every so often."
As long as it's not Easter Sunday tomorrow, then everything will be fine.
"Oh no, it's Easter Sunday tomorrow. What are we going to do?"
Everybody gathers around to work out a plan.
The agenda;
Any suggestions would be welcome
"We could call Santa Claus. He knows how to travel around the world very fast."
That's the best suggestion of the day.
There is no answer, just an answering machine.
Leave a message.
"Santa, please help us. The Easter Bunny has been on a bender and in no fit state to deliver Easter Eggs. We need your help."
Hopefully, Santa will get back to us soon.
Five minutes later, the Fairy Godmother appears
"Hello Fairy Godmother. Can you help us?"
The story is explained.
"No," said the Fairy Godmother. "I'm not going to help you. He's pissed. I can't help a pissed bunny."
"But we're not asking you to help the bunny. We're asking you to help all the children."
"Same thing," the Fairy Godmother replied. "the bunny is pissed and he'll have to pay the consequences. I'm sure another solution will appear."
The phone rings. It is Santa.
"Nope, I can't help you," said Santa. "He's pissed. Anyway, Rudolph is on holiday. I can't help you."
This is not looking too good.
"I don't think there's much else we can do. The children may have to go without their eggs "
The phone rings again. It is Santa.
"There is one thing you can do," said Santa.
"What is it?"
"Have faith," said Santa, "it is Easter."
Five minutes later, Rudolph appears
"That's a coincidence. Can you help us?"
"Yes "
"Thank you, Rudolph. Can we ride you?"
"No, I'm not going."
"So, how do these eggs get delivered?"
"Have faith," replied Rudolph.
We all gather around. We now have a new agenda.
Five minutes later the Easter Bunny appears.
"I thought you were pissed."
"No," replied the Easter Bunny. "That's my brother."
"So, drinking isn't your thing?"
There is such a thing as the day after Easter, but that's another story.
"So, Easter Bunny. Are you ready to deliver?"
"All of it? On my own? You've got to be joking?"
"How else do the children get their eggs?"
What followed, was the biggest noise you are ever likely to hear. Thousands of motorcycles. Big motorcycles. Occupied by men, women and even children.
"That's how the children get their eggs," said the Easter Bunny.
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