The Easter Bunny is in a diabetic coma.

You're probably familiar with turducken, the chicken in a duck in a turkey artery-clogger popularized by John Madden. I've had it and it isn't bad, but it's pretty season-specific. Not the sort of thing you'd fix now that the mercury is climbing into the "yardwork is teh suck" range. Happily, the end-of-Lent variation has arrived! Behold: a chocolate rabbit, stuffed with peeps, stuffed with Cadbury eggs.

Instructions at the link, of course. (via Metafilter)

Update: Hmm. I thought I had pasted in the following text from the instructions, but I guess I didn't.

Voilà, the loathsome hollow bunny is transformed into several thousand calories, as God intended. Many children wonder around Easter how it is that bunnies lay eggs. As a side benefit, Easter turducken illustrates clearly that this “theory” is wrong. Obviously bunnies lay chickens, which then lay the eggs. Mystery solved.

Now fully prepared, the Easter turducken can be eaten. There is probably some kind of psychological test about what part of the bunny you eat first. I always go for the neck. Since it is held together only by a cheap-ass hollow bunny, once you start eating your turducken, it will collapse rapidly. Be prepared for a mess.