Can't swing a cat

[furriebarry]

My house is slowly filling up with Easter Eggs. Every time I open a draw or unfold a pair of socks I find another one secreted away. I am sure there is one buried in the snail tank and quite possibly the bed has been removed and replaced with a cunningly shaped stack of them. How the fuck is a brother supposed to stick to an eating plan around here

Comments

[xraytheenforcer]

I've been desperately trying to ignore the displays in the shops. It cannot be long now before all resolve crumbles.

[zollo_the_fat]

Lie back and think of England.

[niamhotoole]

In my days, they used to be real eggs, painstakingly painted in various patterns and colours. Anyway, not a whole lot of temptation that was to eat.