Doggedly searching for the crux of the biscuit.
We wear our Sunday best on Easter 'cause Jesus died for you and was raised again to save you from sin and salvation for your sins and that's what why has to do with the bunny and the colored eggs. Got nothin' to do with 'fertility'.
I'll see your resurrection story and raise you one Lord Iron Penis.
TrackBackGod love you, Apostropher, God love you.
huge consecrated phallus portable shrine carried mostly by transvestites
You know, "mostly."
"Lord Iron Penis" sounds like a pretty awesome substitute for "Jesus Christ!" next time I stub my toe.
Posted by: mrh at April 21, 2006 12:29 PMWell thanks, mrh, but this was posted by my worthy co-blogger, Froz Gobo.
Posted by: apostropher at April 21, 2006 12:46 PMMy favorite Easter story posted recently goes (roughly) like this:
On the first Easter Sunday, all the angels were dispatched to open Christ's tomb. They pushed on the rock and pushed and pushed, but it was just a little too heavy. A little rabbit came along and saw their efforts and said, "I'll help!" and with his meager strength he was just enough extra to help them get the stone out of the way. To thank him for his help, one of the angels reached up into a robin's nest and pulled down a blue egg and gave it to the bunny as a gift. And that's where the Easter Bunny comes from!
Later, the robin came home to an empty nest, turned to hard liquor and died a lonely alcoholic.
Posted by: Robust McManlyPants at April 21, 2006 01:15 PM*Yawn*... Been there, done that.
I see your Lord Iron Penis and re-raise you one Shinto Bukkake Festival. With video.
Posted by: Gaijin Biker at April 22, 2006 02:16 AM