I think we are the only ones in the world that don’t give a single thing to our kids for Easter.  Nope, not a single egg.  Not a single candy, not a single bunny, not one darn thing.  And what’s cool is that they don’t know the difference.  I wonder how many more years we can be Scrooge without them realizing that their parents are jipping them of the worldy, false celebrations of Easter.

 

One Response to Bah Humbug

  1. dadk says:

    That’s not a bad thing, but you aren’t jipping them – you’re gypping them! http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/gyp